Balthier was hardly fooled by the boy's tone, if only because he was from the time he was from and knew the result of the battle. He'd rather not be the one to tell Larsa the fate of his brother--twas a duty he much, must preferred to leave to others--but if that was to be the way of it...

Well, the gods be with him, the question wouldn't come up, unrealistic hope that it was.

"Seems to be the tropical sort," he explained, deciding to ignore Larsa's first statement for now, "fairly green, a fine looking beach... Can't say I saw any people milling about. Likely they left as soon as possible considering their company." Though in what way they ended up leaving was still up in the air.