you're a toymaker's creation

Leila knew her English wasn't as could as it should've been, but she sincerely tried her best. She had to get her point across, and she had to do it in a non-insulting manner, one that was truly understandable, or at least close enough to where context clues came into play.

"Gracias....is..happy..thank? You thank, happy? Happy thank? You? Thank you?"

The delicate fumbled through her memory to recount the lessons she had received, continuing her explanation with renewed determination on her innocent face.

"Casa is..home."

One she could explain with an easy to remember word. She was progressing, and the very relief she felt at the triumph gave her every reason to alight her face with a joyous smile.

"Mi padres are the Sun Lady, Paar, and the Grey Man, Shadow."

Her guardian's names had finally clicked into place, as she recalled the very day she was introduced to the both of them. She had to remember them, if she wished to find them, or else her heart would have many Hurts.