( He does notice the shift, if not the means of it. Reira sounds different to his ears as soon as she's speaking in his first language; there's less of a smoothness to her speech, reminding him of how he'd sounded when learning English and French. He has to gasp for a breath and turn his head her way, one hand still wrapped around his middle, holding on. The back of his other wrist dashes across both eyes, disturbing the few tears of hysterical release that'd found their way there. )
Not her. This place, this situation. That's insane.
( It certainly isn't sane, and he has no place to mind or not for anyone other than himself. Only he's staring at her again, because she's sitting on top of a giant extinct animal and defending said animal's sanity. )
Tyrannosaurus seems very nice. She likes you, that much is obvious. ( He pauses, licking his lips and biting down on his tongue to forestall another burst of laughter, still a reaction to the sheer improbability of this all. ) You speak Russian, Miss Akaba? I didn't expect anyone would, once I learned we weren't in St. Petersburg.
( He still can't process the whole of what Tyrannosaurus means, so he doesn't. He accepts it, lets it flow past him, and focuses on the things he can manage: like language, and the realisation that he recognises it's what this young girl had responded to him speaking. As long as Tyrannosaurus doesn't start speaking too, he's probably got himself under control again.
He is not going past that bush barrier, whatever construction it is. Nope. )
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Not her. This place, this situation. That's insane.
( It certainly isn't sane, and he has no place to mind or not for anyone other than himself. Only he's staring at her again, because she's sitting on top of a giant extinct animal and defending said animal's sanity. )
Tyrannosaurus seems very nice. She likes you, that much is obvious. ( He pauses, licking his lips and biting down on his tongue to forestall another burst of laughter, still a reaction to the sheer improbability of this all. ) You speak Russian, Miss Akaba? I didn't expect anyone would, once I learned we weren't in St. Petersburg.
( He still can't process the whole of what Tyrannosaurus means, so he doesn't. He accepts it, lets it flow past him, and focuses on the things he can manage: like language, and the realisation that he recognises it's what this young girl had responded to him speaking. As long as Tyrannosaurus doesn't start speaking too,
he's probably got himself under control again.
He is not going past that bush barrier, whatever construction it is. Nope. )