Jiang's ears pricked up at the question, even as his face started to transition into what could charitably be called a most intense blush. He could feel his cheeks starting to burn and prick as blood flooded into them. He wasn't really-cutie? He was a cutie? That was...good. Yes. That was good. When he tried to speak, all that came out was a curiously flustered mew. A strange noise, especially to someone unfamiliar with felids.  Another one came soon after. Jiang felt...suddenly unsure. More unsure then normal at least. He'd already felt a bit like a man learning to swim. "....Well. Erm."<br/><br/>His ears flicked downwards.<br/><br/>"I speak chinese excellently." The words came easy. It was easy to sum it up, at least. Even if getting to that point had felt like pulling teeth. "I speak Cuban pretty well...and ah, I speak some Korean and Japanese." He felt his ears flick up a bit, a sign of somewhat rallied courage. "I was deployed to China for additional training, and I spent alot of time in our embassy in Havana." He added, by way of explanation. "I don't really have a....uh, home. Like you'd think. I don't really need one I suppose? It's just deployment from deployment really." He shifted again, and elected to take a sip of his coffee.<br/><br/>Carefully buying himself time to figure out what to say next.<br/><br/>"....Thank you." He finally managed, after a very long sip. Or two. Or three. "For uh.....Well. It was nice to see that someone liked my drawings." Jiang managed, as he felt his blush intensify. He should do something about that, at some point. That would be ideal. "So...you're...." Jiang went on, slowly. "Going to be at the summit. That's.....well. You must be....very popular. Most of the time civilians aren't allowed in during meetings. They're....very sensitive." Jiang's tail was swaying behind him now. The coffee felt good. Warm. It was....having a somewhat calming effect.<br/><br/>Without realizing it, he began to purr. A slow, steady sound. "So. You grew up speaking spanish? Were did you grow up? If I can ask. If it's alright to ask, I mean." Jiang said quickly, as he realized how badly the question could be seen. He didn't want to seem too.....he didn't want Les to think he was scoping him out for something. It probably wasn't the typical kind of question he got, after all. And if he got uncomfortable....he might leave. Jiang rather thought that outcome was undesirable. He'd only just got here....and this was....<br/><br/>Nice.