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Hermes watched as Mandy and her father began to speak. He caught the first sentence but then after that it was too much to follow. Too much of a blur. It showcased just how far he was from being able to fully speak them. Watching it it made him wonder how often they slowed down for him when speaking or watching him speak. Wondering if he was too slow like a speaking person with a speech impediment but instead it was his hands unable to find the right words to say. He didn't say anything though, he let them talk. 

Hermes leaned against the kitchen counter watching as his cousin began to slow down her signage. It hurt a little, but he understood. [Color=67AB6D][i]”We have food, medicine, a cat, shelter, and weaponry if needed. We should be safe for now if things get too crazy. But here's hoping that they don't.”[/i][/color] He tried to sign faster, but his hands stumbled over the words.