"Well, considering that the Tower within the Crystarium is by all accounts showing no sign of time-paradoxing itself into oblivion, it seems logical that the world from which it came might also persist," Eula says, making the assumption that even in a different world, one who travelled alongside the Scions would know what that means. "And that which occurs once is unlikely to have occurred only once."

In response to the question and the look in the woman's eyes, however, there can only be one response.

"I do yet have some pride as a Garlean," they counter, brows raised to arch, voice poorly concealing a smile. "Such base superstitions are beneath my people. Besides, to turn ill luck to one's benefit is a skill all ought take the chance to practice."

Hell yeah, let's break some mirrors.