[ It's a double whammy. Instant wonder touches her face when Howl says his name, followed by flat-out amazement when he begins to speak Welsh. ]
You speak... oh!
[ She responds in the common tongue reflexively before switching to Welsh herself. She's fluent as well, though by 21st century standards her dialect is antiquated, and a bit of an anomaly besides; so it goes when her birthplace was a 1500-year-old time capsule, only grudgingly towed into the modern age by the few merchants and mobile libraries willing to make the long trek up. ]
I'm from Wales. [ As he can probably guess. ] My village had no name, but it was in the mountains of the south. Mr. Howl, would you happen to be from there too?
[ The strangeness of meeting a Howl different to the one she knew of is, at least for now, gently blanketed by the novelty of speaking to someone in Welsh again. Even when she was in London, it was a rarity. ]
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You speak... oh!
[ She responds in the common tongue reflexively before switching to Welsh herself. She's fluent as well, though by 21st century standards her dialect is antiquated, and a bit of an anomaly besides; so it goes when her birthplace was a 1500-year-old time capsule, only grudgingly towed into the modern age by the few merchants and mobile libraries willing to make the long trek up. ]
I'm from Wales. [ As he can probably guess. ] My village had no name, but it was in the mountains of the south. Mr. Howl, would you happen to be from there too?
[ The strangeness of meeting a Howl different to the one she knew of is, at least for now, gently blanketed by the novelty of speaking to someone in Welsh again. Even when she was in London, it was a rarity. ]