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“There’s no wrong way to speak a language,” Yuan recited, as though from memory. “Just different ways.”
Gale blinked at them, thoroughly stymied, speechless for quite possibly the first time in their life.
“Okay, yes. Point.” they acknowledged. “But there is a time and a place for certain words—and ‘fuck’ is not appropriate for school.”
January couldn’t help but laugh. “This is entirely your fault; you’re the one who told them that in the first place,” he reminded Gale. Of course Yuan had turned out like this, being raised in this House; January wouldn’t change it for the world.