Han straightened himself out; and in his mind he fashioned himself as a sort of ruler, or at least a 'leader' figure. After all, from the way the woman was treating him and the role he seemed to be given within the Hive, he was something of the sort, was he not?
He turned to regard the woman, opening his mouth to say something, before immediately shutting it. 'If this is going to work, I have to take on my role properly... And that means no English.'
And so, like a foreign diplomat conversing with the servants of a foreign king, he tried to speak in their tongue.
He had done so with no issues when he had first arrived... instinctively. However, he found it difficult now; overthinking the mechanism with which it worked, to the point that he felt lightheaded just focusing.
"Lord Whisperer?" the woman asked, using plain English.
