Oh, that was not. What he was expecting here. He softens immediately when Olivia says she was worried about him, his mouth twisting into something halfway between apologetic and smiling.

"It's... fine. I didn't think it would..." he trails off for a moment, trying to collect his thoughts. Trying to put that language into his memory as deeply as he can so he doesn't forget it.

"Yesterday, the cracks just made my skin uh, pimply?" he says, wiggling his fingers over his arm. He looks to Olivia as he says it, hoping she gets it at least. He can't find the word for goosebumps and Luka can't see his gesture so hopefully at least one of them picks it up. "And when I dug into one, a child appeared. I thought they might, uh, come back, I guess."

He takes a quick breath, directing his attention more fully towards Luka. "I didn't see anything, but there was a voice. The language was strange."