Northstar Vale Moonage Dream

Then she drawled on again in a language he couldn't understand. For a moment Rosencrantz thought that they would have more communication, that he'd hear her out - but instead, he was growing frustrated again. Was she toying with him? The scowl continued to burn through him as he glared at the woman who continued to speak in such a foreign tongue with him. She had to be toying with him, he decided. 

No. He spat out in reponse as she finally spoke a few words he could pick out - no, no he couldn't understand her. Are you... fucking with me? Why would she do such a thing? Why would she target him of all people? Surely it was just in her nature, a trickster looking for her next fun. Or, possibly, she was just stupid. That was possible too.