Caspar watches him draw the columns impatiently. Yes, past, present, and future, he gets it, Harrowheart, you don't have to make the clocks chronologically accurate.

The object-verb-subject order is unlike any language he's familiar with, so it takes him a little longer to grasp than the tenses, but once the syntax is understood, the rest flows without trouble. He picks up the pen, but pauses just a moment before speaking. Something about Harrowheart's expression is setting off alarm bells, but he isn't going to learn proper pronunciation unless he speaks the damn words, so he clears his throat and replies impeccably, "Hamerung rejis lo."

"Hamerung rejis lo?" Adia pipes up. She's been following along as best she can.

Caspar hands her the pen.