"Eru...Iluvatar..." she sounds like she's having a little trouble processing, then gestures upwards with a querying expression.
"Not moon," she snorts, shaking her head, then shakes it dismissively; she doesn't expect Mirelote to understand what she meant by that. "Not...not Valar, not Eru Iluvatar, not Maiar," she says, making a broad sweeping gesture around them.
"...Either of the planets?"
"One planets," she attempts. "...Not sure not one planets? With--" she makes an encompassing gesture--"Maiar Valar Orcs Dwarves Elves--" she gestures to herself and her sister.
"Forget," she nods, and, "humans."
Giggle. "Writing," she nods, and pulls a pen and some paper out of her bag.
Odette nods and starts transcribing them.
"Translation..." she looks over the list of vocabulary words. "I--understand. More humans not understand your language. Humans understand our language, you are here, you want our language and us your language?" she tries.
"Not forgetting," she sighs enviously, and starts going down the list and translating the vocabulary words as best she can.
Illia helps with conjugations once they've said enough things in this language--Genoshan--for her to have any idea how to help.