A/N: Set not long after Alien v2 and Chapter 67 Sunrise.

Shayera leaned back on the couch as she chuckled and she shook her head, "That's not how you say it. You're not putting enough emphasis on the syllables. It's coming out like a muttered mess."

John in turn rolled his eyes as he let out an irritated sigh, "Sorry that my pronunciation wasn't up to your standards."

"Maybe trying to teach you full on sentences wasn't such a good idea in hindsight."

John raised an eyebrow, "You think?"

"Okay smartass, you're the one who wanted to know more about Thanagarian culture," Shayera responded with a light frown. "Though you would need to know what we Thanagarians consider to be our version of an alphabet."

"Normally that's the very first lesson taught. No one gets thrown into a foreign language without knowing at least the alphabet or a semblance of a sentence structure," John stated but then saw the annoyed look on his wife's face. "And I do mean in normal circumstances like this."

"Oh well then and here I thought being force fed a language through alien technology was completely normal," Shayera sarcastically replied.

John smirked, "And I'm the smartass?"

Shayera returned the smirk with one of her own, "Of course you are. Anyway I'll teach you something a little easier. This word has no English equivalent."

"Wouldn't that just make it harder?" John asked with a confused look. "Plus how would I even be able to use it then?"

Shayera waved him off, "Don't worry you don't need or want a translation, trust me."

John gave the Thanagarian an unamused look, "You're going to teach me a swear, aren't you?"

Shayera once again smirked before she chuckled, "Guilty as charged."

John relented and gestured for her to continue, "Alright let's hear it Shay."

"I just want to make one thing clear. You never say this to someone and I mean never. Understand?"

John curtly nodded, "Got it."

"Good," Shayera smirked. "The worst thing you could ever call someone in Thanagarian is a vah'sekth'mir. A Thanagarian or someone who speaks or understands Thanagarian may potentially even try to kill you if you say it to them."

At that John looked utterly confused, "What would be the point of having a word like that in your language if people would kill you for saying it?"

Shayera shrugged as she leaned forward and grabbed her coffee cup off the coffee table, "Normally it's used in war on the battlefield. It's not a word for everyday conversation."

"Maybe you can teach me something I can actually use then."

Shayera went silent for a moment as she drank from her coffee before speaking once more, "There's no Thanagarian equivalent to this. I sorta had to throw words together to make it work."

"But it means something right?"

"Yes it does. Now I never want to hear you say this to anyone but me. Otherwise I'll kill you. M'aih satk mene."

John raised an eyebrow, "And that translates to?"

"Roughly it means I love you. M'aih means love. Satk can mean either I or me depending how it's used. Mene means you," she explained before downing the rest of her coffee.

John paused for a brief moment, "But the way you said it would read out as love I you."

Shayera lightly nodded, "Now you're getting it. The way we form sentences is very different to how you do it in English. That's why English was hell for me to transition to at first. I constantly had to think about how I wanted to say things."

"I can only imagine how hard it would have been. Plus with the way you learned English I can imagine how jarring it must have been to have some other language just suddenly floating around in your mind."

"Yeah getting taught things with an Asbsorbacron isn't the funnest. It definitely wasn't my preferred method," Shayera casually mentioned as she held her coffee cup out to him. "Can you get me another cup of coffee?"

"Not a chance," John shook his head with a light frown as he grabbed her cup and put it on the coffee table. "That'd be your fifth cup this morning. You've have enough."

Shayera rolled her eyes and muttered, "Says you." John was about to reply before an involuntarily yelp escaped his throat as his wife pushed him down on the couch and climbed on top of him. She kissed him before smirking, "You're no fun sometimes."

John as well smirked as he rested one hand against her side and the other on her lower back. He felt as Shayera had snaked a hand under his T-shirt. John couldn't help but chuckle, "Babe it's barely past eight in the morning. Don't you think it's a bit too early for this?"

"What's the problem Lantern? Worried you might get me pregnant? It's already too late to worry about that now," she humorously responded.

"Very funny Shayera," John rolled his eyes. "You're normally not this handsy in the morning."

Shayera snorted back a laugh as she pulled him into another short kiss, "You're not the one who's hormonal. It's not like we were doing anything important anyways."

"Says the one who insisted on teaching me Thanagarian first thing in the morning," John pointed out in an amused tone. "This is a completely different extracurricular activity entirely."

"Well it doesn't sound like you're complaining at all," Shayera murmured into his ear as she slid her hand further up his side. Shayera then felt the hand that John had on her back begin to move downward. She smirked as she immediately grabbed his hand, "Smooth attempt at trying to grab my ass Lantern."

"If you're so hormonal why'd you stop me then?" John asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Because if we do continue this I'll have you undressed within the next thirty seconds and I have monitor duty in roughly an hour and still have to take a shower. So it's time management at this point unfortunately. Trust me, I'd love to continue this."

"Well then," John began with a sly smirk. "Maybe you can teach me how to ask would you like to take a shower with me in Thanagarian. I have a feeling that I might need to know how to ask that."

Shayera slyly smirked herself as she then lightly chuckled, "Wouldn't you like to know?"