Some are... [ God, this is like pulling teeth. ] Some probably aren't all that bad, but I doubt yours is one of them.

[ He says it in a voice that is absent-minded, because the brain-to-mouth filter felt like sharing his thoughts again.

At least they are less troubling this time. And seem to go unnoticed too, at least by Philip himself. ]

Um... they crossed a few times a while ago. I think-- [ Does he remember that correctly? ] I think normally there's something stopping us from being on one side with our own Mirror, but I remember one or two events where that didn't seem to matter.

[ Right, that doesn't actually answer much, does it? ]

...I honestly can't say, there doesn't seem to be any pattern, but
I've been here almost a year and I've met them--

[ Counting... counting... counting... ]

Um, three times, I think.