The hellhound might have frightened her had Midii not been given a chance to observe it from far away. Appearance aside, it seemed...friendly? The older girl didn't look afraid, and it was causing no damage. If anything, she were to guess it was simply playing.

Still, Midii took care to take the long way around as she cautiously approached. Curiosity winning over any urge to walk away. Particularly when she caught a faint glimpse of the writing in the notebook. Definitely not French. Nor English. Nor Japanese or kedanese.

"What language is that?"