Hovering back to let Ray handle all the explanations, Greg watched the girls as he spoke to them. It was strange, beyond strange, to watch a guy with his face be so... paternal. Enough to have him make a face... until the way the girl didn't respond distracted him. There was a difference, between not understanding, and not hearing; if she didn't understand, she should have looked confused, or given how comfortable she seemed, try to ask... something.
Greg muttered a soft "Hey," moving as little as he could before hand. Trying not to give himself away. Sofia turned to look up at him, and then Reina looked. Like taking a cue. "It was her ears, you said?" He bent forward a little, unable to kneel like Ray had, to put him at their level. For the hell of it, he tried repeating the question in Portuguese, then Spanish, to see if he got a response from either. Nothing.