This is not Idaia's closet.
It's something weird.
That could be either a really good thing or a really bad thing.
She probably wasn't going to succeed at what she needed to succeed at anyway; worth the gamble.
She steps inside.
"How many languages are you going to want to learn before focusing on spellcraft, because there are a lot available."
"Okay, which three? English is the local vernacular, so you'll want to start with that one...I don't personally speak that many languages, granted, English and French and Mandarin from this world and Kilaiuossari and Bremik from our world of origin, but we know some people who speak a handful of others, if you're only going with three for the moment I imagine you'll want to start with the ones with fluent speakers readily available rather than just relying on books..."
"Pff, fine--This is a sentence in English. This is a sentence in French. This is a sentence in Kilaiuossari. This is a sentence in Bremik. This is a sentence in Mandarin. English and French share roots and so do Kilaiuossari and Bremik, to a lesser extent, but neither shares roots with Mandarin."
"It's liable to get confusing if I do them all at once, for me if not for you," she says in English. "So I'll start with this one."
"I'll start with English? For me if not for you, for you if not for me, for Bella if not for you?"
"English would probably be confusing for Bella? Bella would probably be confusing for Valar? Valar would probably be confusing for all at once?"
"Bella is empirically confusing," he says delightedly, pronouncing the words very carefully.
"The Valar did confuse my sister and I. The second sentence is grammatically inaccurate."
"The second Vala is empirically confused," he says triumphantly. "The second Fëanáro is probably in Mandos?"
"First sentence grammatical but contextually nonsensical, second sentence sadly accurate."
"The first Fëanáro is probably confusing the Valar until second Fëanáro not in Mandos!"
"I hope they're not paying us enough attention for that to be true!"