Moonsong Glacier in the dark of the moon

"Hmm," He could do nothing but hypothesize- and like Dutch, wish them well. He sighed and shrugged. There seemed to be no explanation for it, and the pack's new leader seemed content to dismiss the event altogether in the interest of having the pack move forward. Leith decided it wasn't worth asking about. What had happened was in the past now, and Dutch was trying very hard to keep them moving forward. 

"Oh excellent," He said, delighted that the quiet woman might teach him to communicate with her. He had more questions that he wanted to ask, but it seemed Dutch was keen to learn about him as well. 

He smiled faintly, and nodded, though it was with a modest shrug. "Je parle un petit peu de Francais," He said. His words were very careful and clear- but devoid of an accent. "But Only enough to have a very small conversation," He said with another shrug. "Are there other languages spoken here?"