It took him a moment. He was deciding rather he should tell the truth or not. It wouldn't matter anyways. She didn't know the politics and his parents were here to breath down his neck. She wasn't going to look up his family and find his grandfather's sins.
"Ukraine," he admitted, "Plus a few other languages. Learned them young. All the kids did where I was from. Tradition. Americans really miss out. Learning at fifteen is much harder than at five. Czy to prawda, piękne?*"
His Polish was a bit rough, but she wouldn't hear the mispronunciation.
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Date: 2015-11-27 06:57 pm (UTC)"Ukraine," he admitted, "Plus a few other languages. Learned them young. All the kids did where I was from. Tradition. Americans really miss out. Learning at fifteen is much harder than at five. Czy to prawda, piękne?*"
His Polish was a bit rough, but she wouldn't hear the mispronunciation.
"What about you? That's...London I would guess."
*Isn't that right, beautiful.