Speaking of the boss, Lambert wonders just how her distraction is going. He supposes they’ll find out, but for now, he’ll finally move now that Syrlya’s droppedthe illusion— not that it seems to have availed them much, in this case. He’s got half a mind to ask if Armaros needs assistance keeping watch, but if it’s come to this?
“Is this really the only way to the Mirror?” he asks Penemue directly, like he isn’t just a cat that’s leapt off someone’s shoulder and spoken for the first time. “Was that your idea, or Lilith’s?”
Nonetheless, as Agla directs, he’ll look up and see... well. Himself, as a man and not a cat, scowling and irritable. He’s not sure how this trick’s supposed to work, but he tries to focus less on his own body and more on trying to think of his reflection as himself, trying not to feel ridiculous all the while. At least it’s easier since it actually looks like he expects himself to, but now he wonders if this illusion too is going to be stripped off him as they’re brought up.
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“Is this really the only way to the Mirror?” he asks Penemue directly, like he isn’t just a cat that’s leapt off someone’s shoulder and spoken for the first time. “Was that your idea, or Lilith’s?”
Nonetheless, as Agla directs, he’ll look up and see... well. Himself, as a man and not a cat, scowling and irritable. He’s not sure how this trick’s supposed to work, but he tries to focus less on his own body and more on trying to think of his reflection as himself, trying not to feel ridiculous all the while. At least it’s easier since it actually looks like he expects himself to, but now he wonders if this illusion too is going to be stripped off him as they’re brought up.