Beau goes ah at the sight of the small fireball, and shakes her head at the question of her doing the same. Magic's a thing for her world, but not for her personally. Not yet, anyway, though who knows what'll happen with soaking in fae magic.

"Hey! Mirror!" She eagerly accepts the offered compact mirror, and gently runs a finger across the glass. "Can't that uh, that strange guy look through one of these?"