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Wren, along with all of her other duties of being a new mother, animal caretaker and manager for her husband, had started both Hawke and Roo on learning Thai. The linguist in her was mentally going over how the language started and why sounds were made the way they were but outwardly, she was simply starting with nouns and phrases going about daily life. It was unconscious on her part to add in wais where appropriate and that part had to be explained fully, but easily picked up by Roo and Hawke considering Faunlyn used body language to alter meanings of words as well. Two weeks in, he decided to show off his progress to Kim. Any why wouldn't he? Kim had been taking Faunlyn lessons as well, which were probably more difficult to master considering the added complexity of the body.
He found Kim in the music room, going through vocal exercises. His voice wasn't quite as robust as it had been before the birth of Anu, but given his muscles had been so damaged, it wasn't surprising. Once Kim had a moment to acknowledge him, he started, the tones not quite perfect but more than passable as he spoke carefully. "Swaddee, Wan ni pen ngi bang," there was a pause before it dawned on him. "Krub!" [[Blessings, how was your day --polite tone.]] Satisfied that he had gotten the phrase right, he switched to English. "That is the proper way to say it, yes?"
And there he sat, bare-chested, wearing one of the colorful Thai sarongs just because he liked the pattern and it was 'in style' here for the culture. A big grin sat on his face waiting to see what Kim thought of his progress so far.
He found Kim in the music room, going through vocal exercises. His voice wasn't quite as robust as it had been before the birth of Anu, but given his muscles had been so damaged, it wasn't surprising. Once Kim had a moment to acknowledge him, he started, the tones not quite perfect but more than passable as he spoke carefully. "Swaddee, Wan ni pen ngi bang," there was a pause before it dawned on him. "Krub!" [[Blessings, how was your day --polite tone.]] Satisfied that he had gotten the phrase right, he switched to English. "That is the proper way to say it, yes?"
And there he sat, bare-chested, wearing one of the colorful Thai sarongs just because he liked the pattern and it was 'in style' here for the culture. A big grin sat on his face waiting to see what Kim thought of his progress so far.