Lucia looked at both of them a bit startled. "euhhh, dicant latinam?" she asked, to no avail. "Parlez francais? Sprechan Gutansk? Lambe Quendi?" she though hard for a while and remembered a small dialect not too far off from her homeland near the North Sea. "You understand English?" 

She didn't really expect anyone too, but she was wracking at all the languages she had any knowledge of.