Watching all of this from the sidelines and trying to not look to ashamed of the moment. Walking through the woods to hunt down a guardian of the village is not at all pleasant, especially in this dress. Still, when she starts talking and being very confused over what language that is! Knowing so many of them already by myself, and getting quite annoyed from not being able to understand. Still I fling out one of my books and start writing furiously over what is going on for later recollection, spelling out the language phonetically for later analysis. Just standing there in the middle of nowhere writing like crazy and once again oblivious to my surroundings.