Egret? That's... That's a pretty long time. Esteban wants to ask a bit more about it to his companion, but Kaiba is moving on before he can find the words he wants to say, and he's too clumsy at these kinds of things anyways.

"Right..." His eyes sweep across the space that he's in, but there really isn't anything that he can spot right away-- nothing but him, and the case, filled with letters.

He shifts it over to stare at the top. It's pretty unremarkable at first, but as he twists it this way and that way, he does find a number, etched above the latch and slightly off-centered. He pauses, unsure what to do with this, but there's nothing that he can see from his side that might influence anything around him right away.

"Hmmmmm, Kaiba? Think y' can do somethin' with that?"