Brandon got the widest smile they'd have ever seen him have when Lyrica spoke. He looked at the girl. "Why, yes, yes I do." He replied, his French nearly as perfect as if he'd spoken it all his life. He loved the French language. Out of all the languages he knew, French was his favorite. He didn't really have a reason, it just was. "That's my favorite." He turned to Samara and shrugged, switching back to English. "Sure, why not?"