Language was a bridge for communication.
But it wasn't the only bridge.
Even before language was born, different species could still communicate.
For instance, shout "Rua" at Kuru, and it would know a battle was about to begin.
For instance, glance at Gravel's legs, and he'd angrily kick you—
See? Even jokes could transcend language.
And emotions were universal.
Even between completely different species, expressing a particular emotion was enough for the other to understand what you meant.
Music could also be a way to convey emotions.
When the sorrowful minor tune became a trickling stream, its notes pattering against every mushroom and soothing their swaying mycelia, they understood that you meant no harm.
They even tried to "empathize" with you—
[Don't treat the noble lords and ladies like fools. They won't be pleased just because you casually say something like, "You look lovely today"—an Auspicious Word.
You have to observe her expression and see whether she's dressed appropriately. Most importantly, you need to know why she chose to dress that way—
"Madam, ever since I heard a month ago that you'd commissioned an evening gown in the style of Maliana, I've been looking forward to seeing you at today's ball.
As expected, the design of this gown is truly original, especially the asymmetrical waistline—rebellious, yet elegant. I can't think of anyone but you who deserves to wear it..."
The key to empathy is this: even if you don't know her at all, you have to make her think you understand her remarkably well!]
Tang Qi increasingly felt that his mentor had earned his lofty standing at the academy through a single book, Ulasang's One Thousand and One Praises.
He didn't need to understand why the mushrooms were sad.
He only had to make them feel that he could share