[ she bites into her fish empanada, a huge bite that devours half the pastry at once; clearly empanadas are important to her. it's always funny to her that place names and food names don't translate. how come she doesn't look at empanada on the menus and see "enbreaded" instead? how come the sign for buenos aires doesn't translate itself to fair winds? new fair winds! if everything translates, what even is the native language? does anyone actually know how to speak or is it all baby babbles that the implant turns into a language?
she blinks a few times, trying to coax her brain into focusing again now that it's gone on this wild tangent. right, come on silena. why are they here? ]
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[ she bites into her fish empanada, a huge bite that devours half the pastry at once; clearly empanadas are important to her. it's always funny to her that place names and food names don't translate. how come she doesn't look at empanada on the menus and see "enbreaded" instead? how come the sign for buenos aires doesn't translate itself to fair winds? new fair winds! if everything translates, what even is the native language? does anyone actually know how to speak or is it all baby babbles that the implant turns into a language?
she blinks a few times, trying to coax her brain into focusing again now that it's gone on this wild tangent. right, come on silena. why are they here? ]
My grandmother was born in Buenos Aires.