Ugh. Torvesh is not great with languages — although he's still doing better than his grandmother — and that is more or less completely indecipherable.

He thinks for a minute, tapping his chin, and then pulls out his phone again and pokes at it for a moment. He sets it on the counter between them and a voice issues forth. He has a brief discussion with the voice, and then a different voice speaks.

He gestures at her and tries his best to repeat some fragments of what she said.

Uh..."Zes pekpswo psjejpkswan bjest kra zust tswesk tar kra njeppa. Swejn dzazbbzaz bjest krapjest? Zes psjejpkswan bjest kra njepsa zust pswert dzjez bjest sata tsamjesa sata prakpa mjesabejbar. Tsja pjejt tar kra njepsa zust brabzeb dzjez bjetar kje swejn dzawkpsaz bjest kra bjest brapswarp tat."

She looks clearly uncertain as to whether repeating herself was what she was actually requested to do.

The voice says something in a mildly concerned tone of voice. Then there's a sequence of beeps, followed by another voice.

"H-alo?" the voice says hesitantly. "You are speak Dzwejwej?"

Her surprise is visible. "Yes, I'm speaking Dzwejwej."

Are there people in this new place that speak it too? Did they learn it from the warden? "How do you know the language?"

"A stranger is show up on an island. He is speak it and share his books. Sorry — I am learn it still," the voice replies. "I am a help-coordinate-emergencies person. I am worry that if two Dzwejwej people show up there are maybe more and they are maybe lost or not able to get help. Can you say how you are get here, please?"

So, they are getting it from warden. That's faster than she would have thought.

Should she say that she was on the island? How would she explain how she ended up here then?

Well, an island appearing out of nowhere is hopefully as strange for these people as it is for her, and that will let her get by with a slight alteration of her story. "I woke up on a beach a few hours ago, not anywhere I recognize. Some kind strangers have let me come in and given me some food and drink, but you're the first person who speaks my language, and I'm terribly lost and confused. What happened? Where am I?"

She tries to drum up some genuine distress for the last part, which isn't that hard since she is, in fact, pretty distressed and has mostly just been dissociating from it with an emergency survival mindset, which is now starting to fade.

"We are not know," the Emergency Linguist tells her, because Emergency Services personnel don't lie. They do, on the other hand, have a triage checklist which the LCTL-speaking dispatcher sitting beside the linguist is pointing at.

"Let us be at the beginning: are you hurt right now?"

She shakes her head, before considering that she's talking to a person who isn't physically present and actually answering verbally, "No."

After a split second to remember, she adds, "At least, I don't think I am."

"Okay. The radio-device is say that you are at Sea-Dragon Group Living Location. I am not know them myself, but have no reason to be think the people there are bad. Let me be ask the person there of if you can stay."

The voice exchanges some much less hesitant words with Torvesh.

"Okay. This man is say he is Torvesh. And that you are welcome. He is say you can stay at SDGLL—"

He pronounces the acronym by taking the first syllable of each word and smashing them together.

"— and have food and water and shelter for at least six days. You do not have to. You can leave and come find another place to be if this one is seem unsafe. But if this one is seem safe, you are welcome to be there. Torvesh is say you don't look injured to him either, so probably we aren't should send a flying machine to get you. You are understand? Or you are ask me questions now, please?"

She's honestly having a little bit of a hard time following along, when the speaker sprinkles in unfamiliar syllables. After untangling everything for a moment she's able to reply, "I think I'll stay here for now. Sending medical rescue doesn't seem necessary."

At least, hopefully a week is enough time for her to start picking up the local language, gather whatever papers she's going to need to pass herself off as an ordinary traveler, and start figuring out the signs and symbols of the local underground.