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[nemhain.]

Oh dear. The child was finally speaking, but Nemhain had no idea what the words that left his little muzzle meant. She caught the word bandidos, which sounded enough like bandits for her to make the connection, and she caught his name, but that was about it. The fenghuang blinked down at him with a little frown upon her beak for a moment, seemingly trying to think of how to respond. She shook her head slowly at the boy's first question, trying to communicate that they were not, in fact, bandits, before she pointed a talon at herself, "Nemhain." She figured she would imitate Rin, since that seemed like the best she could do at the moment. Looking over towards the magna in question, Nemhain shifted before she spoke, "I am unable to translate the Spanish, but I can go to Finnloch's library, if you wish. I do not have... intimate knowledge of it, but I could perhaps find a translation dictionary." That seemed like the best course of action, since without it... well, poor Spanishkit would never be able to talk to any of them.