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Leto made a guess, though Bushtit shook his head and replied, -“No, that’s not it. It means, like, you’re around something and kind of pick up on it because you’re…”- He waited for it to come to him, yet the term remained elusive. -“Damn, that’s annoying,”- he joshed with a dry laugh.

He hoped she understood what he was trying to say, in any case. As long as he and his mom—and possibly others—used the language in front of Leto, she would inevitably come to understand it. Of course, that was only to establish a baseline; if she wanted to become fluent, it would require additional effort to utilize it.

-“I guess we can just have a regular ole conversation. I’ll make sure to sign, then you can start signing as you pick up on it. Then rinse and repeat into infinity. Sound good to you?”- he asked with a boyish grin.