[This narration wishes that Evelyn could see Philip's face just as much as the other narration, but Evie will have to do with making a surprised sound as she feels something explode into pieces on the floor only a couple of feet away. Drawing her feet up and back, eyes wide and unseeing, she feels her pulse slow as Philip tries to explain.]
Your...mirror?
[They talked about this, didn't they? The mirrors? She has to have one, too, but it's not as though people get to interact with them all that often. She'd almost forgotten about them up until one wrote on her looking glass. Evelyn can only wonder what Philip's is like.]
I can't say that it was all that inappropriate, it was just a-
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Your...mirror?
[They talked about this, didn't they? The mirrors? She has to have one, too, but it's not as though people get to interact with them all that often. She'd almost forgotten about them up until one wrote on her looking glass. Evelyn can only wonder what Philip's is like.]
I can't say that it was all that inappropriate, it was just a-