"I just find the words curious, in general. We have a lot of languages where I'm from, but none sound quite like that." Tracey paused and nodded after a moment, glad that he seemed content enough that she wasn't an evil sorceress. "There's a war that went on in our world, with people who used dark magic fighting against those who don't against blood purity of magic users. I'd rather not do anything to... anyone, really, and just live my life. So long as your - companion gets it. However it is she communicates with you."
Tracey glanced up at him, listening, then glanced back down in time to see Night finally reach Sima. The kitten wiggled its butt a little before attempting a predatory pounce toward one of Sima's paws.