Despite his doubts, Liadrin's anticipation was strong--strong enough to encourage him to have a little hope that maybe, maybe it was true and this little plastic ball knew the truth. Still...Though he knew what he wanted to know (and what Liadrin knew that, too)...It needed testing.

Blue frowned, considering.

"Then..." he looked to the object, asking slowly. "Does the Shangri-La...escape safely?"

Another hesitant look at Liadrin, and, by her urging, he gives the orb a shake and slowly turns it over. He's not sure what he's looking for, but--oh--

"It says to 'try again later'." Blue tilted his head at the message, frowning. "Did I do this incorrectly?"