Oh. [She glances down again, at the images playing over the glass. Possibilities or fever dreams, she can't tell. But it's hard not to look, and hope. She sees Newt in the glass standing alongside others, none of them in pain. Who wouldn't want these things? Maketh smiles a little, turning the mirror over to give Newt her full attention.] It might be a trick. I haven't decided yet. Did you get one as well?
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