She bites her tongue until Eskel brings out the other map, though she's not exactly holding her breath about magically being able to read it.

Sure enough, once it's flat enough to read, all she can discern is a bunch of squiggles that mean nothing to her.

If she tries, she can sort of see some patterns forming, letters repeating, but it still means nothing to her.

"Ah, fuck," she sighs. "Well. I suppose I really am lucky I found you."