She had to turn around to kiss him, and she had to kiss him at hearing something like that.

"Oui, ed tet," she said, nuzzling against his cheek and kissing his jaw. "I think ... I'm more myself than I have been in a while. Because ... I missed hearing it, I missed speaking it, some things come out right in Al Bhed in ways they don't in Yevonite. It's who I am, you know? And it ... made me feel like ... you wanted to know all of me, not just the bits that were hanging out in plain sight. But me, the me that sometimes hides behind those. I'm not making any sense, am I?"