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[Cursing in Hindi at his laptop.]

Ah, no. I simply translate those things which archaeologists have a tendency to find. I'm not much for digging in the dirt. I simply reap the benefits.

Even so, it sounds like a fascinating profession. If I am not mistaken, most ancient languages rely on pictographs. I can only imagine how confusing that might be.

Well, I've gotten quite accustomed to it, so it's not quite as confusing as it once was. [He was also alive when said pictographs were made... not that he's saying so.]

[This is a good thing, Mohinder has enough personal weird to deal with.] Some people simply have a knack for that sort of thing. If we count genetic code as a language, well. I could tack that on to my list.

Genetic code? Impressive. So you are a geneticist? [He wondered what the genes of an Immortal looked like]

Yes, more or less. [He's not going to bother saying that he was ostracized from the scientific community or drives a taxi to pay bills.]

Interesting. So, you could say that we both decipher languages, then? [He smiled]

[Any reason to smile is a good one.] Yes, perhaps, but you are far more impressive with your language skills.

Ah, thank you. I do like a good ego boost.

I doubt my small praise was a boost in anything. You don't meet many non-Indians that speak Hindi.

This is true. But, I'm well traveled. I've been to India many times.

A traveler does not always learn the language of the places that they visit. Did you stay there a long time or do you just pick up language easily?

I was there for several years. [About 45 of them in the 18th century.]

Quite a fan of curry you must be! [Mohinder would be impressed...and possibly hope that Claire ends up as cultured as the man in front of him...if he knew of course.]

Oh, naturally. [He laughed.]

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