French! How lovely! Everyone always seemed to get so annoyed with you if one spoke French in general company around here, Spy practically forgotten all about the possibility. But Civilian spoke French (with a charmingly pastoral diction no less) and there was no one around to complain about being excluded from their conversation.

It was then that Spy heard him asking how she was, in English regrettably, that she realized that he was, in fact, trying to start one.

"Ce n'est rien," she replied dismissively. "C'est juste l'attente."