The first class Milan's decided to audit is a half-hour before Odette's first class, but she can get up early and show him the way, if he wants.
"Speaking of languages, I've been thinking about it, and I was wondering if you'd be interested in teaching me Laefarrin?"
Eeeee.
"So--the basics, to start with? Pronouns, random convenient nouns?"
"Sure."
He names nearby objects and lists pronouns and constructs simple sentences.
She nods, and attempts to construct different simple sentences from the ones provided.
He corrects her grammar a few times - there are a lot of irregular word forms in Laefarrin, it turns out.
Well, it's no worse than Anglic, so far. She accepts the corrections and solicits more vocabulary.
Yay!
Odette is not as spongelike as Milan but she's still very intelligent and very interested in the subject.
Milan is not expecting another sponge. He is delighted by the progress she makes.
Excellent.
...She doesn't get distracted enough by language lessons to forget to finish her food, but she does get distracted enough to forget to leave afterwards.
She drops him off in front of his dorm building. "Good night," she says in Laefarrin.