"What, like intensive language programs or something?" Micah can't quite wrap his head around what sort of educational program would require learning multiple languages like that. What would be the point of knowing so many different languages?

He ponders the question as he silently counts past the next three doors and draws to a halt in front of the fourth, on the left, just as Nathan indicated. Here goes nothing, he thinks, taking a deep breath and knocking briskly against the door.