"You're very pretty, Mezzo." He pats him on the horn, not pushing him off this time. "And that's why I'm worried. You don't bring people to a mirror maze to do nothing to them."

"Definitely." This either means something or nothing and Brighella doesn't have enough information to determine which it is, which is making his jaw clench. He hates not having the information he needs. "Come on, let's keep moving. Maybe we'll find other people around here."