[ there's an audible smile in his voice next, he's very easily charmed by accented cussing. ]

Nice to sort of meet you. And thanks for the correction, but I'm not gonna try to say the French word again.

[ he can tell when he butchered a word and he knows damn well a second attempt won't make it better. ]

But hey, we can meet up if you want, and I'll show you how to use these things. Stuff from my world is close enough and it's not like I have homework. [ he pauses, thinking about what homework here would even look like. ] Fuck, I guess the quota bullshit is homework, but I'm pretty sure I got it covered so that's fine.