"No, no. She made sure to get all that done before we left for Ivalice," Tyki said, smiling brightly. He then switched back from Jyllandi and gave a shrug. "I'm not fussy."

Nel's words made him turn back to her, and he did his best to adopt an innocent facade, though it didn't come easy to him. It was a little like trying to make a racoon not look like a small furry burglar, but he tried.

"Of course not," Tyki said, not bothering to add in a touch of offended dignity. That would have been too much. "This is the first time I've been down here, I have to admit, the Ivalician language doesn't come easy to me."

That wasn't entirely a lie. He'd been given lessons since being taken in by the Earl, and while he'd done very well, it still took a small amount of concentration to translate it all in his head.