Hushed Willows who speaks latin?

sorry! late reply

With a glare at the ceiling(though his comment caused her a short smile to momentarily break her annoyance), Natasha bent down and observed for a few heartbeats before swiftly pinching it between her teeth and yanking it out. She did her best not to linger, and being the woman she was her aim was quite accurate. She spit the splinter to the side and stared, tail flicking once. "Alright, Tam," she says plainly, lips pursing.