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She wasn't sure how to get past the barrier without doing whta she was doing. But he repeated words so often she was starting to learn some of them. She didn't know if he would find her language easier or harder than she found his. And a part of her wished she knew more. The not knowing drove her insane. 

She didn't recognize any of the words in the song. But it was a pretty one none the less. But she also wondered at it's cadence and rythmn. The expression on his face was one of joy or something she couldn't quite place.

But she enjoyed the song none the less. The words after that she didn't know. But it slipped of his tongue so prettily. It was nice. Even sweet to be the one that was thought of as Bonita. When it was usually Tiye.

Bonita. Was all she said. Unsure what he said. But his language was pretty. Song? She asked as simply as she could about the song.