*The boy frowned and looked at Mateo strangely, eyebrows furrowing on his caramel-and-cream colored face and making his (quite pretty) features scrunch up*
???: *confused* I'm a b@stard Rom. what gadjo would want to hear what I have to say? *a pause before the boy clarified* Not Romani. Gadjo means someone who's not Romani

(Would you mind if I use some of my clone OCs? Ik that technically it wouldn't be like the prompts you supplied, but I can tweak/propose one if need be ^w^)

*The boy blinked, tilting his head slightly before responding (though it took a hot second for him to form a response)*
???: . . . most people don't like for me to speak. or be loud. *the boy trailed off, looking away at the trees in front of them, his vitiligo patterned skin making him look like he was dappled in sunlight* so, I'm not. Loud, that is . . . it's, better this way

*the boy nodded, a lock of snow white hair dislodging from his slightly messed up ponytail and falling in his face. he tossed his head slightly to get it out of his eyes, the rest of his long hair swishing like a horse's mane down his back*
???: *murmering* it sounds very similar to Caló *another moment of silence before words were once again spoken* are you a first year?

*the boy paused for a bit, letting silence settle before speaking again. clearly he wasn't much for conversation, but the curiosity in his mismatched eyes had clearly out won his usual silence*
???: are you, hispanicko? from Spania? *ok, so some of the words used were different (E. 'hispanicko' vs the French 'hispanique'), but Mateo still understood them*