"Well, that was either 'I don't know' or 'stop asking stupid questions I can't answer'," Lavi sighed, and followed after Albel once more. "Either way, I guess that's the end of the conversation. This is gonna be a pain in the ass."
He wished Bookman was here. The old man spoke even more language dialects than he did, maybe he'd have been able to figure out how to communicate. Surely. Because the alternative was that this language was just as alien as that 'butterfly' he'd seen back in the park, and Lavi really didn't like the way things were adding up.
Come to think of it, he'd never heard of anywhere called 'Erna' or 'Elicoor' before.