["What's an English?" would be too repetitive at this point, and Ishaq could read a room. So he shrugged instead, offering a soft, sheepish smile.]

Don't suppose you're familiar with the Raithir pantheon? I'm assuming mine's on another plane of existence than the ones you're used to dealing with. I thought maybe there was only one material plane, but I'm not all that familiar with the fey lands, so maybe... Maybe not. Maybe a divergence of my known world. A divergence of a divergence, but not one too alien. You still have humans in your world, obviously.

[He pointed at her ear.]