Hebe couldn’t understand what Yoko was saying, but when Yoko uttered Hebe’s name, Hebe vaguely guessed something. “Who is she?”
I said to Hebe in Dernish, “She’s a friend of mine.”
Then I told Yoko in Jasgorean, “Yes. You guessed right. I’m sorry, Yoko. I didn’t bargain on seeing you and your mother here, but I don’t want to lie to you.”
Now I have to explain a little bit about the situation. At that time Yoko could only understand some simple Dernish words, and it was because she had lived with me for a long time. Actually, Yoko had never had any plans to learn Dernish to better communicate with me. It struck her that Jasgorean was enough for me to communicate with her. She would never understand that I preferred Dernish to any other language.
I looked at Yoko composedly, fearing t
