Lei watched the woman about as well as a mildly drunk person could concentrate on something that required that much focus: switching her eyes between the spelling out of the woman's name, and her lips when she spoke...
Unfortunately, there was obviously something in Marisel's mouth that was fucking with her speech (or rather, fucking with Lei's ability to read it correctly. Sober, she would have been able to at least charade to the woman to take the false fangs out, but... Lei was not sober.
She signed back, her eyes squinted in concentration and questioning at the other woman, but this time, she added her voice to the hand gestures. It was tight in her throat, a little closed off and wavering due to the fact that she couldn't hear it herself... but it was an attempt.