[Ooo suuuure.  make me figure out the Pig Latin now :)  Luckily you're not talking Double-B or something..]<br/><br/>It's eyes light up.<br/><br/>"Aintquay! Ouyay ontinuecay otay urprisesay emay."   It speaks without missing a beat, and sounding fluient as well.  "Parlez vous francais?  Sprechen du die Deutsche?"  It continues going through a literary smorgasboroug..obviously enjoying itself.<br/><br/>"Ivy, you need to be more trusting.  They do not think you are stupid.  Rather you are very distrusting.  They are concerned for your wellbeing."  it's clefts curl up again.<br/><br/>"They do not object to me touching you.  I was curious, if you would feel the same.  And I know that is something most humans crave.. touch.  Affection."   It blinks it's eyes.. "This must be difficult for you.. I could not imagine.  I am over a month away from Osakar, my home.  There are maybe a handful of my kind between here and there.  And yet I am infinitely closer to my kin then you are"  It touches you again, slowly stretching it's fingers out..the 7 fingers wrapping around your cheek and into your hair.