Eloa pursed her lips. Their written languages were different, but they spoke the same one. "Could you teach me? Or perhaps I could find a tutor?" if the city had a school, surely they would have a few tutors. It could be an asset. Should she leave and need to exchange letters, it would be easy to keep them encrypted and she'd be able to read up on the history of the city, potentially.<br/><br/>"Do you know where I might find some thread?" Was her next inquiry. Perhaps he would've caught on, perhaps not, but Eloa elaborated anyway. "I would like to explore the Citadel without getting lost." She shrugged her shoulders. "I figured it'd be the easiest way to do that and not bother you for a guide." She pressed a few crumbs from the table with her forefinger and brushed them onto her plate. "Unless you want to?" She was a little hopeful that he would, but being the leader here, or so Eloa assumed, she knew how busy that role could be.<br/><br/>"Or perhaps I could get started with sending out a few letters of diplomacy?" Her mind was thinking long term. "We don't know how the City got here, right? Nor how long it will stay." Eloa crossed her arms and tapped her bottom lip, a slight frown pulling at her lips as she thought. "I think we should establish the City and possibly try and make it it's own nation. Of course, if we want to do that without bloodshed, we'd need to negotiate with my father."