Two years had felt like a painfully short window when she first heard it. Something truly alien should take much longer to translate, if it could be translated at all. But Equestrian wasn’t that alien, really. It had all the same parts of speech, the same concepts of formality and tense and direction and time. It might even fit into the standard family of Indo-European languages, though she wasn’t sure about that. It was getting hard to remember abstract academic information she no longer used.