Thorn: Oh! I should ask — do you want to learn too? Do you want a Ceanska brochure?
Leif (thinking): Ohhh, gosh, what do I say.
Leif (thinking): That’s the polite answer, right? But how did he get the idea that I might want to learn Ceanska?
It’s such a weird language. It sounds like you’re talking with a mouth full of syrup. And Sønska is so much richer . . . more poetic . . . Isn’t that why Thån wants to get better at it?
Even now, with his strong accent . . . everything he says manages to sound nice.