[Likewise, the Real is immediately noticeable and recognizable as the Real; the Mirror wouldn't be hanging around with quite the same air, though he's probably fluttering around here somewhere like a moth, searching out a candleflame to bat his wings at.]
[The Mirror grins, lifting his eyebrows at the bright band of red around the Real's wrist. Not doing a real good job of hiding that pretty little bauble, is he?]
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[The Mirror grins, lifting his eyebrows at the bright band of red around the Real's wrist. Not doing a real good job of hiding that pretty little bauble, is he?]
Nice touch. Gift from on high?