"How petty, your dish is barely warm and it's scope is hardly indistinguishable from what I served. But... you accepted my precatory command. So, let's leave interred these strikes, yes?"

"Hey, look, I've read dictionaries when I was bored, too, as a younger Yondard. I'm sure your lexicon and idiom selection is quite extensive but, really, you don't need to go through all that. You can speak normally."

Rahtinah looked to the side, shaking her head. She had a somewhat nervous look, perhaps slightly embarrassed. Taiga squatted near her... what a strange one, this 'Rahtinah'.

"To a degree that request solidifies more and more my inability to concede, more cement for longer footwork. Surely, breaking concrete is possible but ill-advised, it'll only leave a mess."

"Fine, fine." He sighed. He will certainly try to understand her, but it would certainly make gathering information harder if she helped with that. Anyways, while he would, indeed, allow Rahtinah to come with him, he would still, when he felt he was ready, go for Zumina alone. She seemed quite eager to join him for some reason, it just wouldn't be right to let her get involved with his end goal, especially as she has no idea what his end goal was as well, just the idea it would be a long journey. Until then, this was someone potentially able to help him, an opportunity he would not throw away.

"Fine, then. Anyway... my name is Taiga."

"Fishface."

"Princess."

"Princess Fishface, a quite amicable handle."