[He's going to assume yes, and that this is some kind of deadpan schtick. He looks over at the mirror, and at the rotting body. Monsters don't decompose, so the look of it is kind of surreal. Too unfamiliar to bother him much.
He reaches over and taps his claw against he glass.]
Gross.
[It's like he's vaguely scolding someone responsible for the imagery. His own reflection seems to have vanished entirely for the moment.]
Did the mirrors come up with that, or is that all you?
[Some people have enough material locked away inside of them that the mirrors don't even have to try.]
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He reaches over and taps his claw against he glass.]
Gross.
[It's like he's vaguely scolding someone responsible for the imagery. His own reflection seems to have vanished entirely for the moment.]
Did the mirrors come up with that, or is that all you?
[Some people have enough material locked away inside of them that the mirrors don't even have to try.]