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He had never thought about what it might feel like to leave your native tongue behind until now. Savina didn't get to speak it as often as she had at other times in her life. It made him wonder how she did feel about that, if she was ever lonely for her old ways. She obviously must miss Italy. It was just much deeper than that, he was realizing. And he was amazed by how well Savina had adapted to living here - not only that, she had also become a leader. He could never be so strong.
He smiled at her praise; he sensed that she really was impressed, and it felt good. As she looked back into the book, he rubbed her shoulder in case it might encourage her. He wanted her to be comfortable with him as she read, not too ashamed of her mistakes. When her eyes timidly sought his, perhaps hoping for approval, Kansas licked her nose and continued to smile. "That was great... You amaze me, Miss Savina." She could never know how remarkable she was in his eyes. After a few seconds of simply looking at her, Kansas asked a question he'd been curious about since they'd started teaching one another like this. "How... how'd you learn English?"
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