He sure did not. He knew little polite phrases and words for the immigrants of the lands he came from, but that was maybe two tiny fractions of languages that had little more than possible roots similar to those from this world. He knew the language he spoke, and his parents and family had spoken, and little else.
But he could guess a tone, maâam! He sure could.
âFitting. Jackals always scaredâvery scrappy.â Hummed while looking through things. âGood thief does not need other name. Good thief does not get caught. No one knows them. AnywayâŚâ
He let out a small breath at all her creaking and noise. Supposed it was fine. Upstairs noises donât travel as far. âAm not bothering. Police always knew me since I was small boy.â Hand up in an absent brush off.
Found the nightstand in the bedroom, finally. Picking it up and turning it about in his hands. It is little bit beat up feeling. Had some interesting textile details. He liked them. Ran fingers on them and the worn out label. Most VHS tapes he touched were in carefully protected condition. Very smooth.
ââŚAm raccoon. Born with eye marks.â Told her plainly despite a small hesitation. Being a raccoon was not a good thing to be. Rorik stymied his fingerâs curiosity and held the tape out toward the other.
He didnât think anything very unusual about her current clothing. She was covering a lot of her body, including her hair and head, but for now he could chalk that up to the thieving. He would have curious questions another time. He had seen people, women, in head coverings before, but had scarce chance to find out why.
âWell I was thinking more like Jackalope but I felt that was a bit too longâŚAnd hey, this is like, a one time job. Let me have my fun?â If one could call this fun, honestly it made Saaleha feel rather nervous, almost sickly so. This was nothing like trying to sneak into an abandon hospital or park late at night. Hell even a sneak into the morgue sounded less heart pounding then this, which she still had to do since she got some friendly advice about what happens there come nightfall.
âWowâŚSo youâve been doing this for awhile eh? Well once we get out of here I would like to formally speak to you about the dangers, and just awfulness of thievery. Iâd do it now but now is hardly the timeâ That and she didnât have a speech properly laid out yet, she wasnât nearly as good at this lecturing thing as her sister.
Saaleha soon followed the raccoon deeper into the bedroom, her first choice was to look if there was any tvs around as that seemed one of the more logical places for a tape to be, âOh, so youâre a furry? Neatâ Yeah, she wasnât understanding the animal thing and either thought he had a theme, of he was a furry. Which both she was fine with. She felt a little sad thought that he didnât explain his makeup tips yet since those âmarkingsâ looked pretty legitâŚOh no, where they tattoos? Yeesh.
âOh hey, yeah I think thats it!â Saaleha chirped while she bounced towards Rorik to take the tape, looking carefully over it. If he had not been here she would have popped it into a vcr if there was one to make sure, but he was here and she was pretty sure these werenât for his eyes. Even she had troubles trying to get through the whole thing. âThanks a lot! This is a big helpâ
And soon enough the tape went into her hoodie pocket since it just barely fit there. She tapped it a few times for fun before looking around, âWe should skedaddle, donât want the neighbors or something calling the coppers on usâ and with that Saaleha was already out the room and starting to head towards the stairs.
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