Yondu tilts his head curious. “Yeah what’s that?”
“Well… back on Earth, I’m bilingual,” Carlos explained. “I
guess I still am… I’m speaking a mash of two different languages right now. But
that’s because my translator, when it feeds me information, it gives me words
in both the languages. Like, if one word fits better in English, it’ll be in
English. But if it fits better in Spanish, it’ll be in Spanish. Does that make
sense?”Nods. “What you hear now is me speaking basic kree….. my slavers language…. otherwise you would hear this that is not in any translator.” Starts making whistle sounds with tips and hums.
The whistling startled Carlos, as usually when Yondu
whistled an arrow flew. But after a second Carlos relaxed and he started to get
intrigued. “Is… is that Centaurian?” he asked.Whistle and hums and nods. “Yeah. Pretty much a dead language now…. so few of us exist now…”
“Oh,” Carlos said softly. “I… I’m sorry to hear that. We, uh…
we have a language similar to that on Earth, actually. It’s only localized to
one island. The whistles they use can carry for miles across the island. There’s also many languages that have clicks in them on Earth.”
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