"I was speaking Arabic, yes..." she replied, rather embarrassed from the manner of the phone call. "My mother...she's from Egypt. It's her first language, and she doesn't speak English well when she's stressed...I picked it up from the time I was young." Her mind slowly drifted back to a few memories of her mother while she was growing up. Having come from Egypt herself, she'd wanted to keep the culture alive. She always wanted to make sure Eryn understood exactly where she came from, language included.<br/><br/>Not that it mattered to Eryn. She'd always felt a strange connection with it, regardless of her mother's teachings. Shrugging to herself, her attention turned to his eyes, tilting slightly as her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "You knew what language I was speaking? Most don't...Did you understand it as well?"