"I'd be delighted to keep you company while you knit. I hope you won't mind what will likely be quite a few questions?"

As he was led to office, Klaus could instantly tell which areas Ravel had been at. Five minutes speaking with the man had made Klaus's brain start to itch a little, but other than that, the man seemed decent enough. Probably.

The question about languages was tricky. Klaus did a lot of traveling, even before he became a Fang Hunter, so he had to have at least a conversational level in a number of major languages.

"German is my native language and I'm fluent in English. I do know some Latin, though most of it is for religious purposes."

He was a practicing Catholic after all (when he had time) and had worked for the Vatican. Technically he was still under their employ.

"My spoken French and Italian are... questionable but I can read them both just fine. I can read and write in Japanese Hiragana and Katakana. Unfortunately I only know two phrases in Cantonese, neither of which I expect will turn out to be relevant to book keeping. My Russian is even more abysmal."

He stood, thoughtful for a minute. "I hope that's acceptable?"