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fix: tweaking some of the Jaimi language

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@ -250,11 +250,11 @@ Brook tensed for a moment. Then she looked around at the crowded room.
He grinned and held up his empty glass. "A lager then? Or do you prefer something stronger."
Brook made a face before she pulled out a seat between Linsan and Wendil. Primly, she sat down. "Tea, and black and strong as they'll make it."
Brook made a face before she pulled out a seat between Linsan and Wendil. Primly, she sat down. "Tea. As strong as they'll make it. Then plenty of cream and sugar."
Wendil leaned forward. "Grabil or Tinkoil style. Or something more exotic like Nasanogin?"
"_Asanōgi_," Brook said prolonging the vowel. It also began and ended with a vowel, which gave it a jarring sound when every name Linsan had heard had consonants. "I like it with a lot of cream and sugar."
"_Asanōgi_," Brook said prolonging the middle. It also began and ended with a vowel, which gave it a jarring sound when every name Linsan had heard started and ended with a consonant. "I like it with a lot of cream and sugar."
Linsan looked at the two.

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@ -174,9 +174,9 @@ Miska glared up at him. "I don't know, Bobo," she spat out the name bitterly. "B
"Ah, blessed soil, that means I'm not going home tonight?"
Miska grinned with just a hint of malice. "You be nice to the _jinko_, you suffer. Plus one of you has to pay for the iron work." She followed by something in a different language, a foreign tongue that sounded bitter and mocking.
Miska grinned with just a hint of malice. "If you give a _jinkoa_, they will never leave your side. Plus one of you has to pay for the iron work." She followed by something in a different language, a foreign tongue that sounded bitter and mocking.
He shook his head. Then he pointed at her. "Be nice, _Achil deablo_ made your grandmother smile."
He shook his head. Then he pointed at her. "Be nice, _achil deblo_ made your grandmother smile."
"That would explain the coming storm."

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@ -30,11 +30,11 @@ Another look.
Miska shrugged. "No one I wouldn't have kicked out of my bed for you."
"You know what they say about cold _masago_."
"You know what they say about cold _mefechu_...."
Rolling her head to give her cousin a sardonic look, Miska said, "If Gab made it, remember to finish the bowl at the latrine."
Calibo laughed. "She isn't that bad of a cook. We all survived her meals for years. Besides, she puts all of her sweetness in her deserts. Oh," he said with a groan, "I could use a bowl of _onigi_ right now."
Calibo laughed. "She isn't that bad of a cook. We all survived her meals for years. Besides, she puts all of her sweetness in her deserts. Oh," he said with a groan, "I could use a bowl of _longi_ right now."
Linsan listened while she sat next to Brook. They were both in the space between the front of the ruined buggy. Brook's hand rested in her palm but neither of them were inclined to let them release. It was a comfort with an increasing strange day.