I spent the next two days with Jack and Zoriaa scouring the library for anything having to do with the sword or with baensiari. I was still wrapping my head around the fact that I was speaking and understanding a different language. I can’t say new language, since this was supposed to be recovered knowledge from some past lifetime, but for the only life I remembered, I had only spoken English.
baensiarinew My recovered ability wasn’t as strong for the written form, though. I could figure out what it was saying, but it was slow going. This would probably get easier over time, with some practice.
Emma hadn’t been very happy with the language situation.
“It’s not fair.” She pouted. “You guys are all talking and I can’t understand what you’re saying, and then you don’t tell me anything.”
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