She laughs a little bit- what a pair they make, stumbling through this. The mirror makes a familiar motion, bringing her hand up and though her hair.

“Well, uh… I don’t really wanna run into my Real. But if you think she’s not liable to come by, I can hang here for a while. Maybe, uhm… a round of a game or something? Mm sure we can get a working one from the closets if we really try it.”