[He repeats the sound-phrase, enunciating clearly—or at least as clear as it gets for something like that. Then he adds something in the other language he was speaking and grins broadly.
He reaches up a hand to push back that fluffy hair from his right eye, just long enough that Artika can see that the pupil is a catlike slit, though there's still the same aquamarine hue... and as the hair settles down again he makes a little 'shh' gesture, a finger against his lips.]
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He reaches up a hand to push back that fluffy hair from his right eye, just long enough that Artika can see that the pupil is a catlike slit, though there's still the same aquamarine hue... and as the hair settles down again he makes a little 'shh' gesture, a finger against his lips.]