Luka had better get ready to hear those sounds again, because it won't be long before Sxicq is demolishing more food. Their dishes never last more than a few moments, apparently they don't savor food at all.

When they speak, Luka will still hear the foreign words of an unknown language but he'll understand their words. It's... still unpleasant to listen to, like a grating headache, but he at least understands.

"No one knows what I have done. Do you want to know to control me?" They ask, eyeing him suspiciously across the table.