" Why not now?’ Horgias said. ‘We could go back in now and take it.’
‘You can certainly try.’
Pantera rolled his tongue around his teeth and then said something in the native tongue that neither of us understood. When we made no response, he repeated it, more slowly, louder.
We looked at each other, and at him. He smiled tightly. ‘I said, “You are Roman and we of Eleazir’s party take great pleasure in slaughtering your countrymen. We took five days to skin alive a man who tried to join you. Imagine what we can do now, when we have all winter.”’
‘Very funny.’ I wasn’t smiling.
Nor was Pantera. ‘If you want to go, I won’t stop you. But without fluency in both Aramaic and Hebrew, you will die. "

― M.C. Scott , Rome: The Eagle of the Twelfth (Rome, #3)