Sakura smiled, not saying anything directly. She didn't believe in this illusion of return. Worlds gone weren't coming back. Yet she didn't wish to take that belief away from anyone else.

She wasn't cruel.

"I'd say ask, since half the time the ship seems to respond, but otherwise? Press buttons until we see what happens."

Which was her open invitation to examine the walls and the transport pads themselves, pulling on tentacles and waiting for any reaction. There would be none, but it gave them something to remain distracted by, for as long as they needed (or wanted) a distraction.