She had spoken in Eoch of course, or as close as she could. The ponies didn’t have the same conception of surgery this word implied. Which somehow, she knew. This wasn’t a mapping of terms, as students in secondary school did to learn whichever of the two universal languages they didn’t speak. It was as a native might learn—natural correspondence between concepts. She might’ve had a hard time explaining it to anypony else, since it wasn’t a matter of internal translation like Eoch had been at first.