If there was ever a time where she had an eerie I'm being watched feeling, it was now. Sarah prolonged tossing her shoes for a moment to take a look around her - but there was no one there, or there didnt seem to be. "Si ornla tepoha svadria nomenes droti waoli tepohada astahii levnima wux tikil tisvelkilt. Wux slathalin algbo, Sarah." Sarah turned towards the source of the foreign dialect, her hand raised as if she were about to toss her shoe at them, or that was until they spoke her name. "Iejir tilsin, thric altiui hofiba." The person continued. "I don't understand....WHAT THE HELL YOU ARE SAYING!" she then shouted, throwing her shoe in their general direction. "How do you know my name anyways? Have you been following me!?" There were several people that could be looking for Sarah at the moment, so she was slightly on edge, getting dragged back to a hospital, orphanage, or being killed wasn't exactly on her to do list. "Look, I have more important things to do than stand here and listen to what to me, is gibberish.
And it was true, she needed to find something to eat before she passed out, and she now was feeling the effects of the morons she previous encountered, her stomach not only growling with hunger now but hurting as well. It was pretty sad though, two people getting their asses kicked by a girl, she slightly grinned despite herself, but returned her attention to the stranger in front of her. "What are you speaking anyways? It's nothing I've heard before...do you even understand me?"