He laughs, walking Zag back towards the building, to find someplace to sit down and catch up. Easily, fluidly, he switches into Polish.

"I got so much better at doing that myself," he confided. "Tons of practice, you know? Like, oh, my god, normal school was just the worst. Here? You're not gonna have too much to worry about. At least, not from the other students.

"Oh god, so like, a couple months ago? You won't believe it, this stupid bitch called me Russian. So I totally decked him, like, BAM! It was awesome!"