58th of Fall, 518AV
When Lani turned the corner to knock on Val’s door she found it open. She was able to come earlier in the days on her days off, so Val was not yet tired enough to close off his door to visitors.
”Good morning, Val.”Lani called in Nari before she entered. She had been coming to Val for various language lessons for the better part of the season now. Any and all of her spare time was spent practicing, and the mixed blood still took every chance she could to visit Val for a lesson. If he would let her, she would have liked to come every day, practicing with him when she could not learn anything new, but Val had obligations and interests outside of teaching her, so she was only allowed to come once or twice every tendays. All other practice had to be done by herself. For the Nari language, this was easy, because she got to used the new phrases on those she interacted with and learned new vocabulary from them as a result.
Nader-Canoch was a different story. The mixed blood had more confidence in that language, since she was not surrounded by those who spoke it better than her, and because she was beginning to learn it from a studious perspective, a way that she had not previously learned languages from the start. It was exciting and new, and for someone like Lani, it was addictive.
”Now, I’m sure you might have come today to learn Nari, but I was putting together a list of things you need to know in Nader-Canoch, so if you don’t mind, we should start with the Ancient Tongue today.”
”I don’t mind at all.” Lani said, surprised and pleased that Val wanted to get right to business. She glanced around the apartment to see that he had been cleaning, or at least reorganizing. His favorite bird companions were not perched on their usual snoozing perches, but the crow was hopping around the apartment following her instructor, chirping comments to him, that he seemed to be answering. ”I brought my Nader-Canoch notes as well as my Nari notes, because I wasn’t sure.”
”Excellent.” He chirped in Nari, and Lani wasn’t sure if it was for her or the crow. Far used to the routine of lessons with Val, she set the small pint of honey down on his table along with her notes and a fresh inkwell. She went through so many with him, she didn’t feel right just using his ink only, so she tried to replenish it when she could. Of course Val insisted on only having honey as payment, and she didn’t mind feeding that habit as well.
”Oh, you didn’t have to bring your own ink, I had gotten more.” Val explained in rushed Nari, and she blanked at him, trying to remember his words and slow them down in her brain so she could understand it. She followed his motions towards his desk and saw the fresh well of ink sitting beside the nearly empty one they had been using. It looked to be the same type that she had gotten, and realized they must have visited the same stall on market day, he had gotten ink as well.
”I want to.” She replied in Nari, thinking the answer would suffice, and turned to his desk to pick up his favorite quill. She supposed it was the communal way of living that these Inarta were used to, or perhaps he thought she was too poor to afford a proper lesson. Or maybe he even considered her an apprentice. The last option was least likely, because knowledge of languages was not an Avora job, even Val was not considered master of languages, he was the gatekeeper, not a scholar.
”Well don’t make a habit out of it.” He sighed in common.
”I won’t.” I will.