"It's hard to explain."

"Can you at least give me a general category? Is it that there's some subtler inconvenience that's difficult to put in words?"

"Not, not exactly, it's - it's the word..."

"The word?"

"Shren. It's Draconic, you can't even learn Draconic."

"Why not?"

"It's unlearnable. It changes too much. We can speak it as part of the speaking all languages thing."

"Changes so much you can't naturally learn it? So it's, what, another magic thing?"

"Yes."

"So you have a magic language being ableist at you in your head."

"I guess."

"That sounds really unpleasant."

Nod.

"Do you have any idea why your magic language is horribly ableist?"

"No."

"Damn. Ugh."

Ehail shrugs and looks at her shoes.

"I wonder if I could convince it that it was being horribly ableist and should stop. That's sort of how my favorite branch of my magic works, is convincing things of things."

"...I'm not sure what's there to be convinced, but I suppose you could try it, if you can normally convince things that aren't thinking."

"Convincing things that aren't thinking is how Sympathy magic works. Could you say some things in Draconic so I can see if I can get my magic to tell me things about it?"

Draconic: is the thing that is going on.

Okay, yes, but what is Draconic, exactly?

It's a language! An ever-shifting arbitrarily connoted language. Except hereish, it's not arbitrarily connoted hereish.