[She smiles at him, suddenly thankful all of her smiles are typically strained, and lays back, waits to hear the click of the door before she sits up, staring directly towards the mirror on the floor and it's surrounding area.
On it's side. By the wall. There's a stand, she was right, it's cracked but not damaged. It wouldn't have reformed that way. Even if he kept it shattered, there was no need to have one that big. That's a full-body. That's...
Enough for his Mirror to fit through.
She can feel her SOUL constrict, eyes unblinking as they dart around the area until she hears the faucet shut off and forces herself back down.
This isn't the place for that argument. Not now. But she has to keep this in mind. She needs not to doubt herself. She knows what she saw.
When he approaches again, she holds out her arms towards the glass he's carrying.]
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On it's side. By the wall. There's a stand, she was right, it's cracked but not damaged. It wouldn't have reformed that way. Even if he kept it shattered, there was no need to have one that big. That's a full-body. That's...
Enough for his Mirror to fit through.
She can feel her SOUL constrict, eyes unblinking as they dart around the area until she hears the faucet shut off and forces herself back down.
This isn't the place for that argument. Not now. But she has to keep this in mind. She needs not to doubt herself. She knows what she saw.
When he approaches again, she holds out her arms towards the glass he's carrying.]
Thanks. Sorry, uh, a-about all this.