He's still looking at her doubtfully, but it's the realisation that she's not joking that throws him off for a bit. Real magic? ]
Hey, Tokyo isn't backwater! Compared to whatever city or village you come from, at least.
[ Never mind that he has absolutely zero idea where she comes from.
His arms are folded over his chest in mild offense, and there's a small scowl on his face. There's a small movement in the mirror that catches his eye, though, and his own reflection, standing next to hers, catches it and gives him a cheery wave. ]
Uh. Don't look, but our reflections are doing weird things again.
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He's still looking at her doubtfully, but it's the realisation that she's not joking that throws him off for a bit. Real magic? ]
Hey, Tokyo isn't backwater! Compared to whatever city or village you come from, at least.
[ Never mind that he has absolutely zero idea where she comes from.
His arms are folded over his chest in mild offense, and there's a small scowl on his face. There's a small movement in the mirror that catches his eye, though, and his own reflection, standing next to hers, catches it and gives him a cheery wave. ]
Uh. Don't look, but our reflections are doing weird things again.