Strange opens his mouth, like he's about to remind Herbert that he's a doctor who currently has cat paws, that might make this whole stitching Ignatius up thing go a bit less smoothly, before he gets a lovely view of the inside of the table. Jerk. A few seconds pass before he pops back up on the other reflective side and...gets a lovely view of the ceiling.

He's really getting sick of being stuck inside this Mirror.

"Hamon? Would you mind propping me up again?" No matter if the hamster does or doesn't, Strange is going to offer his own attempt at medical advice. "If you have any, gloves would be a good idea as well. I don't think shedding in an open wound is a good idea."