[ Nina's eyes widen for a moment as he speaks; this is the first time someone's "Ravkan" hasn't felt... artificial, translated. He has a dialect she can't quite place, which is unusual given her line of work, but --

Then. Russian. No. ]

Ravkan, [ she corrects, her expression turning down a bit at the edges. It had been nice to think... but no, and she would prefer the truth. ] Which must be something similar, since whatever translates languages didn't make "Russian" into some other kind of word -- I'm assuming you mean that's a country?