[ That sits between them, though it doesn't feel awkward precisely. Nor like a threat, a barb that's tossed out like a dare. Ephemera watches Kisame for a moment, then just shrugs and accepts it. Everyone's got their thing. ]

Yeah. Heard people speaking French, Spanish. Mandarin, too. Whole bunch of others.

[ He can swear at people in most of those, but he's not fluent. Though there's a fun trick with that here. Ephemera huffs, smiling a little, then lifts his hands up to sign the next part. It's unlikely that Kisame would know this version of ASL, given the differences in their worlds, but the implants take care of that problem just fine. ]

But we all understand each other, see?