"Hey dolphin!! Yeah! All hail the divine whatever! She's so cool, right? So cool!" the roof-clone says, actually sounding somewhat serious about thinking Lilith is 'cool'. After all, that was their only purpose in what amounted to their life.

The ground-clone nods in agreement, watching idly as his wounds knit together, shards of glass filling in the holes and then solidifying back into a more accurate reflection.

"That's alright. It doesn't hurt!"

Regardless, one "thucks" right into the Roof-clone's head, and he falls backwards. Unfortunately, not off the roof.