Doug shrugged, "I can understand any language." It wasn't some big, powerful, flashy ability like making it rain or shooting electricity out of your hands... but it was sneaky, useful... and that made it dangerous. Desirable.
"Any language," he sighed. "Doesn't matter if no one's spoken it in four million years... I can if I have a good look at it. You? I assume you have one. A power I mean. Not a language... well, I mean, you have a language, obviously. You're speaking to me, and I'm speaking back. But I wasn't meaning that I was... I'll shut up now."