Eggsy did his best not to gape as he looked all round himself, at this place which was so entirely different to anything he'd ever seen before, and he mostly managed it. But the complete immersion in a different language, that was... yeah, that was the shocker. Even when he'd been thrown in at the deep end with Kingsman, he'd been able to understand everything that was said to him or anything he could read.
His training and his lessons with Dmitri soon began to kick in, though. He paused near one stall where a woman was chatting with a friend in between yelling to potential customers about what he assumed was the types of fruit she was selling, and concentrated on her voice. Soon, he was picking up on words and phrases he knew from his lessons, muttering the translations quietly as he tried to work through them. "... her husband... her husband does what all night?"