The gand glances at the nearby drop after its thumble, where storm waters swirl and gauge at the newly-fallen rocks... guttural clack, jumble clicketty mumble-hum clack whirr "The weight of the jetpack kept this humble one from rolling too far," it 'shouts' as it rejoins its comrades (and there might be a buzz amidst the rolls of thunder and the pelting of rain on hard chitin).
At the 'door', she snaps a holo of the runes, then quickly dictates Thirteen's translation in a sound file attached to the image of the Kwa runes... Although the weather isn't making any of that easy. Guttural jumble drone mumble hum clacketty click "This one knows a Veil Nebula in D'Astan sector?"
OOC: What's the door (and the general surface) made of, GK? Can she tell how thick it is by hitting it with the pommel of her vibroblade?