["Louder and slower" doesn't work, but Revan recognizes it as the counterproductive tactic of someone who's never dealt with learning other languages.]

I don't know where we are or what's going on, I have nothing to do with either of us being here, and since you don't understand a word I'm saying, I can't explain who I am, either.

[She runs through the answers to what she believes to be the likeliest questions behind that yelling.]

...Which is a fairly accurate description of my life in general, now that I think about it.

[Revan switches from calm and cordial to dryly exasperated for that part, because it's not like the sword-waving alien is likely to get more ticked off, and fuck her entire life, anyway.]