[Grenn's not too sure how much she should say, but since this is part of the school and not her background, she doesn't really see any problem.]

And I'm rather sure I'm speaking Arabic right now... and you Japanese. Right? We're being translated.

[Grenn pauses, looks around. Rebalances the tray of food she has on her lap.]

Not sure how they're doing it... Ought to be impossible. This sort of intuitive, multiple-langauge translation... [She cuts herself off in time, but the complete thought would have been 'isn't even possible where I'm from'.]