(ha. This might take me a moment.
)Antipode took a short moment to adjust. Now to respond to the young lady in her own language. It wasn't all that hard, once you understood how human thought patterns worked.
"Konnichiwa. Ogenki desu ka?"
Hello. How are you?
"Watakushi no namae wa Antipode desu."
My name is Antipode.
"Watakushi wa koko ni imasu."
I am here.
Perhaps it was a little awkward, but he wondered if she would continue using this language. Its possibilities were quite extreme. Merely using an odd form of word for the self, such as watakushi instead of the more common watashi, said wonders. Watakushi, in fact, was ridiculously formal and polite, to the point of it being rather odd to hear a modern speaker of the language use it. It allowed him to give some sense of himself that wasn't easily expressible in the modern English language... how interesting.
Not just that, but his entire sentence structure, the way he used formal instead of casual sentence endings, and in fact bothered with complete sentences instead of saying something easier and less formal, such as "namae wa Antipode" instead of the much longer form, suggested even more. Such delicacy in language was, really, something Antipode was enjoying terribly much.