Her answer lessens some of Caspar's irritation. It's the translator, not the AV field, he reminds himself. He doesn't doubt that some people will try to take advantage of the confusion, there are always those that do, but at least he doesn't have to worry about Adia getting hurt.

Of course he does. Caspar grins at the cat. "You're a clever little fellow," he says in his native tongue. Not for Hermione's ears, but for the purring tabby.

Adia's eyes light up suddenly with an idea. She takes the pen and notebook and jots down a couple of sentences for Hermione. Do you speak any other languages? Caspar is quick to learn them.