Any other ideas?

He made no move to respond to her retort this time. Just strolled along until they got to the obelisk.
"Sit here." He directed and sat next to her, looking up at the obelisk. He could vaguely remember, through the haze of his childhood playing underneath the stone, trying to pay attention to some grownup or other teaching him to read from it. There were bits of moss growing around the corners now and the words were dark with accumulated dust in the carved letters.

"Can you recognize any letters?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at her, waiting for her next move. He could technically read it, though it wasn't his strong suit. He mostly memorized the rules more than read them. He wouldn't be able to read one of Iggy's books, that's for sure.

"Speech!"