Fortunately for Gene, Aya's own translation matrix--like that of Keelai--did not extend to written works. She could only read the language of the Guardians, and the occasional vocabulary word of English or kedanese she had committed to her memory banks since her time here.

Which was precisely how she knew the script in front of Gene was neither of those things.

"May I ask what language that is?"

Sheer, innocent curiosity.