[The Gilded Green]

Sakura beams at the Frescots, especially the littlest ones. She could scarcely feel more welcome. "Thank you." She says in the fey tongue, though the language feels unpracticed on her tongue. No doubt it sounds the same. She pulls her blanket over her shoulders and looks at Cessie, wondering what her friend is thinking right now. But the Frescots are all still watching them, so she adds. "Thank you all so much. It's so good to be here." In the common language this time.