Shepard is frowning deeply - now she really wishes Mordin were here. He'd probably be able to make some kind of sense of all this, weird book or not. Still, there's no use standing around staring at the thing like it'll magically jump up and start reading itself to them in English.

She moves, carefully grabbing up the slides in one gloved hand - it looks old, but there might be evidence on them, regardless. "It's not safe to stay here. I say we grab this stuff and get out, see if we can find someone to help us with it when we're back up top. Anybody friends with a scientist?"