Predictably, this was going to be a conversation of two languages. Bellatrix understood Ivalician, Apache knew that. She had a good, expensive education, much like Apache's own, that would have included a high-quality schooling in Spira's other useful tongue. Obviously she considered it beneath her. What wasn't?

"No idea," she said, giving a shrug. She had to force herself to be flippant, casual. Bellatrix frightened her in a way that few other people did, and she had regularly shared a table with Noah and similarly terrifying people over the past couple of weeks. She was just threatening in a whole other way, and that was just her manner. Apache knew well what cruelty she was capable of. "They don't use them down here. They're considered regressive and backwards."