[ Not playing along is certainly preferable to her, as well. Maleficent may not currently be fighting this with her usual outbursts (if this were a typical situation, she would simply blast her way out of this place). But she's.... trying to stay behaved, at least until more can be learned about this situation.

Still. Playing along would be giving in, and she certainly won't do that. This may not be the sort of fighting she is used to, but it's still fighting, in its way. Refusing to acquiesce. Hunting down someone, or something, to target. ]

I can sense that there is something.... strange in this place, but its source alludes me. [ If its source is even here. She frowns, not too pleased to reveal what feels like a weakness in herself, before following the movement of his hand, gazing at what adorns his wrist. Yellow.... Her own is a different hue, and she ponders revealing it to him, but decides not just yet; it's hidden under her elbow-length glove. ]

You believe such a.... device could observe us? [ She's been ignoring her own after the initial message came through. Now, though.... the fey's eyebrows knit just slightly as she stares down to his device. Suddenly it seems like a yellow eye peering outwards at her. ]

How is that possible? It is not alive. [ ...Maleficent: Mistress of Evil does not know about such technology. ]