Fred's glad to see Cordelia smiling, that it's even a possibility. She gives her a small smile back and then looks down at the cloth. "Oh- um, yeah. We needed a scrying object and I'm afraid your shirt took the hit..."

She held the shirt up, displaying the unfortunate dirt stain on the front of it. She winces a little, looking at it. "Sorry. I was going to hatch another one, but I thought I'd see if you'd rather have something different first?" Now that they couldn't just hatch anything and everything, of course.