She wouldn't disagree with his first assumption, but it's a relief when he seems to get what she's saying. Er, drawing. "Δόξα τω θεώ," she exhales, her expression brightening considerably. She looks at Caspar hopefully, but he's already caught on, having Harrowheart shout computer at him, and thanks for that, buddy.
At least he didn't call him a toaster.
The lesson begins, and while both of them are paying close attention, Caspar does not have that initial look of confusion that many people get when confronted with a language they don't know. The words go straight to his memory, and though he doesn't need to, he repeats them all with the appropriate finger pointing to show that he knows them. Their written form helps, too, further cementing their meaning.
While Adia softly repeats the words to herself, her pointing a little more uncertain. (Why is that poor person spinning in circles over there? Should she check it out?) Caspar, meanwhile, gestures impatiently with one hand. C'mon, next lesson. He's ready.
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At least he didn't call him a toaster.
The lesson begins, and while both of them are paying close attention, Caspar does not have that initial look of confusion that many people get when confronted with a language they don't know. The words go straight to his memory, and though he doesn't need to, he repeats them all with the appropriate finger pointing to show that he knows them. Their written form helps, too, further cementing their meaning.
While Adia softly repeats the words to herself, her pointing a little more uncertain. (Why is that poor person spinning in circles over there? Should she check it out?) Caspar, meanwhile, gestures impatiently with one hand. C'mon, next lesson. He's ready.