Eusine simply can't help but clasp his hands in delight.
"Not bad! I'm sure you'll get the hang of this in no time." And he means it, too. He's heard some much poorer attempts at English from his fellow Frenchmen.
Actually... He pauses for a second, a hand on his chin. He's visibly considering something, his previous exuberance seemingly replaced with a more contemplative mood... That is, until he takes out a small notepad and a box of pencils from the inside of his jacket, flip past what seems to be twenty pages of some kind of horned lump with four legs, and excitedly draws what can only be called a masterpiece.
"Well! How about this?" He rips the page off, almost shoving it into Nihlus's face as he points to the blue planet in the middle, before repeating his previous circular gesture.
"Terre!"
After all, no one said aliens had to learn English.
the only constant thing in the entire universe: some unpredictable nerd
"Not bad! I'm sure you'll get the hang of this in no time." And he means it, too. He's heard some much poorer attempts at English from his fellow Frenchmen.
Actually... He pauses for a second, a hand on his chin. He's visibly considering something, his previous exuberance seemingly replaced with a more contemplative mood... That is, until he takes out a small notepad and a box of pencils from the inside of his jacket, flip past what seems to be twenty pages of some kind of horned lump with four legs, and excitedly draws what can only be called a masterpiece.
"Well! How about this?" He rips the page off, almost shoving it into Nihlus's face as he points to the blue planet in the middle, before repeating his previous circular gesture.
"Terre!"
After all, no one said aliens had to learn English.