You - as non native English speaker - were trying to talk to him about something but were struggling with it.

"In the beni- ben... benin... beninguin...? In the beningin... benininguin... shit..."

You sigh and Simon tries to corret you with a blank stare.

"It's beginning-"

But he's interrupted by your trials of keeping the conversation.

"Anyways, after that i grabbed my knife and my... f... fo... fourk... fock... fuck...?"

The lieutenant looks at you not knowing how to react.