"You want to too, Brigi, don't pretend you don't." Mezzo is a little bit calmer with Brigi being almost indulgent, though that's on a scale of Mezzetino, so that means that he's idly tossing burning cards at particularly interesting mirrors and blowing them up into shards of glass. "Or you could just set me on them and stand back and watch all commanding, not getting your hands dirty..."

"Can you not imagine anyone more interesting than me? I'm flattered, Brigi." Mezzetino grins with a mouthful of fangs and shoves claws through the nearest mirror. "I have no idea--I tried to teleport out of it and got dropped into a different one. I came walking from that way," he gestures in the other direction, "But where I started is anyone's guess."