"Yeah. And don't get me wrong, Farsi can have its moments. Usually there's enough of a flow to words rather than it being - chopped up? If that makes sense." Darcy wasn't really sure how to describe it. She shrugged. "The vowels drove me nuts to learn, at first. It was easier after it started getting big picture instead of letters, though. Teach me a random foreign swear word?"
Settling into the chair, Darcy didn't look up at Loki at the mention of messaging first. "I'm not one to venture out lately without someone knowing where I am or where I'm going, be it you or otherwise." She shifted, trying to shift her mood and mind from the darker direction it had ventured. "But yeah. Heck, yeah, warm baths. You might get sick of me here soon."