[She laughs. It's a pleasingly low sound, punctuated by the cheerful clap of her other hand across his scarred one. In Antivan still:]

Please. My family spoke Trade first, so the whole thing has always been for me very secondary. But I'm fond and you know how it is - to be away from a place for some time and how kind it is to hear something that reminds you of it.

[With a last affirming pat to the knuckles, Fitcher releases his hand.]