Morene reached into her pocket, fishing out the weird cellphone. Pressing a number on speed-dial and started a conversation in that same strange tongue. After a few words were exchanged she smirked before waiting for a response. Her right hand reaching behind her as she unholstered that weird looking .357 as she rested it in her lap.<br/>Hand loosly holding the grip of the gun as she had her conversation. Morene chuckled and continued to speak in that tongue. Followed by a deep sigh. She then retorts with a bit of a questioned look upon her face as she continues to speak in that language. A chuckle escaping her lips as her face retains a moment of humor. She then muttered a few words and laughed out. She then muttered a few more words and smirked and hung up her phone. Putting it away as she looked towards the two.