Not a single word of the man’s sentence was familiar to Lindon. It almost didn’t sound like speech. Dross? Lindon asked. [Did you expect me to be able to translate that?] Dross asked blankly. I hoped that maybe, with a deeper connection to the Way… [This is a world I’ve never heard of. The man says five words, and you expect me to have reverse-engineered an entire alien language.]
