"It does," Annabelle agrees. Very slowly, she reaches into a pocket and pulls out something the size of a can of a soda. (Sadly, that's as small as you can make Telluric batteries, as their ability to hold 'charge' is dependent on mass.)

The soda can sized....thing has various dial like pointers coming off of it but nothing that looks dangerous. "Let's see what we can find out about this place."

Annabelle picks up the device and "pushes" it into the air near her head. Then, she lets go and the....thing seems to stick in place. The pointy bits turn around the can shaped center, which is still hanging in mid air, then stop.

Annabelle peers at the various pointers, seemingly getting some sort of information from their position. "Pocket dimension, Earth like....I've never seen that temporal setting before" she mutters, thinking aloud.