[Sina has gone a ghostly pale. She hasn't spoken herself yet, but she is holding the enormous dictionary and looking like she's just had a horrifying revelation.]

...ancient Tevene, [she chirps, in a high alto that would be pleasant if she weren't mortified,] ...FESS-eet. Do-SEH-beet. [Her large eyes dart furtively back and forth, not meeting anyone's gaze.]

I can fiiix it~

[She can't fix it.]