Neverwinter Forest Pardon, I'm getting my scream on

The boy's laughter drew a light chuckle from the young Archer as well, effectively distracting her from the pain of the last few days. "I wouldn't care if you did. I was the one who threw snow on you when we met," she told him, then tipped her head as she listened more carefully to the way he pronounced his words. Huh. It was much prettier that way. 

"Jah-mbo," she said slowly, much more deliberately this time. "...jina lah-ngu ni Lenny." Her accent mimicked his own, as well - not in a mockery, of course, but trying to legitimately learn how to use the words properly. "Better?" she asked, eager moonstone eyes searching him for approval.