[He, in turn, looks down to meet her reflection's eyes. There's probably some kind of metaphor to be found in that, only looking directly at each other through the shadows they cast on the glass. He's not fanciful enough to come up with it, though (and there's something painful in keeping the thought long enough to try).
Best to just be relieved their reflections aren't trying to kill them.]
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Best to just be relieved their reflections aren't trying to kill them.]
Thanks. I'll ask for that next time.