[ Both feet are the same undeniably mechanical construction — and his large, three-fingered hands too, although they could pass as gauntlets that disappear up into his sleeves. Jajo sighs, but decides to pass on the reminder that that is destruction of property. This guy looks like he doesn't really need his day getting any worse. ]

Maybe we can keep these ones intact.

[ He's... the guiltier party here, after all. He casts one last glance back at the two broken ex-mirrors before he starts forward. ]

Mind if I ask your name, as long as we're fighting through these together?