He took his seat again, opened the bag, and fished through it. Withdrawing a couple pieces of pigeon jerky, he offered her the larger one and popped the other in his mouth.

Espedon mouthed the words she said, committing the sound to memory.

"Help... move... get down."

He meant to say 'I understand' into the PDA, but he changed his mind and began toying with it instead, trying to look up the English. Always better not to use it as a crutch.