Ranuk seemed attentive as Tamlin tried to sign, the prince hoping his movements were understood.  There were different signs used by different regions, dialects really, so the signs he used were influenced by that...  Thankfully, Mirin had grown up in the castle, and his sign incorporated a little bit from everywhere.<br/><br/>Tamlin saw Ranuk's tails move, the big, thickly furred appendages twitching behind him, and then the demon sat down in the grass.  Now he was a little shorter, Tam didn't have to strain so much to meet his gaze, but Ranuk was still huge.  The elf would never be able to look at him at eye-level; it felt very strange to be staring so high up, but he'd just have to get used to it.  He'd have to get used to a lot of things.<br/><br/>His ears perked as Ranuk spoke, letting his name stretch out for the prince to really hear the syllables and the tones.  He listened carefully, wanting to understand; it seemed simple enough, but it wouldn't do to not be able to pronounce his fiance's name properly.  Tamlin nodded, then tried to mimic what Ranuk had done.<br/><br/>"Rr... Rrrah-nick."  The elf's tongue caught in his mouth, the name coming out clipped.  He tried again, determined to get it right.  "Rrrah-nuck."  Better.  "Rah-nuck.  Ranuk."  The last attempt was the best, and he looked at the demon with a hopeful glance, pale brows raised in question.  Was that correct...?  "Ranuk...? Is that it?"