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His expression beams when Raziel speaks in his mother's tongue, the boy unable to hold himself from grinning happily. "Vos noscere!" he replies in the same Latin tone, words rolling easily for he was fluent from a young age. "Elijah nomen meum." While he could spend all day speaking ancient words, the boy was also aware that there were others who could not understand it. He does not want to leave others out of the conversation and, hearing Raziel continue on with English, he is willing to do the same and speak in the common words of The Typhoon. As he listens, whiskers twitching curiously, he hears about the man's lost book and search for his daughter. It was only now that he was beginning to put names to faces, having met Suvi once but never being able to remember the others. The fact that they were all related and spoke in the same Gaelic made it hard for him when he was younger, still a kitten.
"Suvi..." he echoes, then repeats the name of the book in his mind. Le Petite Prince. He definitely hasn't seen it anywhere and, now that he has thought about it, hasn't seen Suvi around at all. His own expression morphs into that of guilt, as if he had done something wrong when in reality he hadn't. "No, I haven't seen her...or your book. I can help look for both too if you'd like." His smile returns to his face, trying not to appear grim. Thinking about Raziel looking for his daughter reminded him of himself...looking for his siblings and his papi when he first returned to The Typhoon. They were all missing. Either they were playing a big game of hide and seek, or they had decided to leave The Typhoon like he had. His stomach churns. Now he feels worried. Elijah only survived because his rats had paved the way for him. Who was there to protect his siblings? They didn't have rats to watch the roads for them.
The boy spins around, poking at the ground with a paw and sniffing aimlessly. "Is the book interesting?"
His expression beams when Raziel speaks in his mother's tongue, the boy unable to hold himself from grinning happily. "Vos noscere!" he replies in the same Latin tone, words rolling easily for he was fluent from a young age. "Elijah nomen meum." While he could spend all day speaking ancient words, the boy was also aware that there were others who could not understand it. He does not want to leave others out of the conversation and, hearing Raziel continue on with English, he is willing to do the same and speak in the common words of The Typhoon. As he listens, whiskers twitching curiously, he hears about the man's lost book and search for his daughter. It was only now that he was beginning to put names to faces, having met Suvi once but never being able to remember the others. The fact that they were all related and spoke in the same Gaelic made it hard for him when he was younger, still a kitten.
"Suvi..." he echoes, then repeats the name of the book in his mind. Le Petite Prince. He definitely hasn't seen it anywhere and, now that he has thought about it, hasn't seen Suvi around at all. His own expression morphs into that of guilt, as if he had done something wrong when in reality he hadn't. "No, I haven't seen her...or your book. I can help look for both too if you'd like." His smile returns to his face, trying not to appear grim. Thinking about Raziel looking for his daughter reminded him of himself...looking for his siblings and his papi when he first returned to The Typhoon. They were all missing. Either they were playing a big game of hide and seek, or they had decided to leave The Typhoon like he had. His stomach churns. Now he feels worried. Elijah only survived because his rats had paved the way for him. Who was there to protect his siblings? They didn't have rats to watch the roads for them.
The boy spins around, poking at the ground with a paw and sniffing aimlessly. "Is the book interesting?"
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