Redsand Canyon trapper

The timbre was almost soothing… it lacked the harshness she was used to hearing from the language of a man who spoke the same tongue. Perhaps that was enough to soothe her worries and she offered a smile in return. “Да, этот язык.” She offered simply back in response. She had questions, but perhaps there was time for that later.
 
Would he be surprised? “Это язык, который я не слышал уже довольно давно.” She admitted.