"Well that was a stupid thing to do," comes yet another laugh, only this one is different. A different voice, a different tone, a different direction, and lacking the distortion of the mirror reflections. No mirrors here, this time it's definitely a living person and that'll be revealed once Yamato turns around.
Shima is leaning lazily against the side of the row of mirrors on that side, having popped up through the various tricky spaces between scattered throughout the maze, arms crossed over his chest as he just chills there. He'd only been watching — with all three eyes, a third one stuck vertically in his forehead courtesy of the carnival — as yet another person managed to get lost. I mean, it's pretty hypocritical to find that funny, since he got hopelessly lost in here once, too, but...
Okay, okay, no matter, it's not like he's going to feel bad about that, anyway! He wasn't even going to speak up (or offer to help, for that matter) until the guy went ahead and broke a mirror, ah, but he did and now here they are.
"Now you've gone and broken it. Those are pretty annoying to fix, y'know? With all the whining they do about it."
2!
Shima is leaning lazily against the side of the row of mirrors on that side, having popped up through the various tricky spaces between scattered throughout the maze, arms crossed over his chest as he just chills there. He'd only been watching — with all three eyes, a third one stuck vertically in his forehead courtesy of the carnival — as yet another person managed to get lost. I mean, it's pretty hypocritical to find that funny, since he got hopelessly lost in here once, too, but...
Okay, okay, no matter, it's not like he's going to feel bad about that, anyway! He wasn't even going to speak up (or offer to help, for that matter) until the guy went ahead and broke a mirror, ah, but he did and now here they are.
"Now you've gone and broken it. Those are pretty annoying to fix, y'know? With all the whining they do about it."