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The calm, toneless, and rather foreign-flavored response did not perturb the two, however it did give them pause, sending their heads tilting for a moment in a unified image similar to two inquisitive puppers.

Now that she mentioned it, this "Galla" girl was right— breathing at this altitude wasn't nearly as difficult, or inefficient, as one would logically expect, given what the two had known of the concepts of high-altitude training for cardiovascular purposes, as well as having lived near the mountains their whole lives due to the remote location that their hometown had snugly been settled within.

[color=6ecff6]"Hm."[/color]

[color=ffcf40]"Yeah, I guess you're right, huh?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"It's nice to meet you, Galla!"[/color]

Quicker on the uptake was Dawn when it came to the matter of receiving introductions, as April still found herself mulling over the concept and wondering what caused the discrepancy.

[color=ffcf40]"I wonder why..."[/color]

There was also another question burning on their minds, however. One thatderived itself not from the content of the response, but rather the vehicle of delivery.

To put it overly simply, Galla talked in a strange manner. They hadn't ever met somebody so flat as her before, but...

The two sisters glanced at eachother, sharing information and ideas through a brief spurt of eye contact in the manner that only little sisters who constantly teamed up against their older brother could.

They weren't long in coming up with a conclusion.

[color=ffcf40]"Hey, Galla, you're from Mistral, right? Where at?"[/color] April asked, cutting straight to their idea. Unfamiliarity with the Valic language and an accent, when you thought about it, was the perfect explanation for a strangeness in speech pattern!

[color=6ecff6]"The south part of it, maybe?"[/color] Dawn idly guessed, before being quickly shot down by her wise elder sister.

[color=ffcf40]"No, she's not from there. South Mistral'd sound all 'eyy bippity boppity who wantsa spaghetti anda pizza'-like!"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Oh yeah, like Mario, huh... How'd I forget?"[/color]

April snickered, a sound that fortunately covered up the muffled report of a palm impacting a skull some distance away.

[color=ffcf40]"I guess the air [i]is[/i] a bit thin for you after all, huh?"[/color]