"So I assume if you and the Iudex and Lady Furina are all still here that no one knows how to get home," Lyney says, frowning at a mirror that shows a female version of him that looks too much like Lynette. (He can tell the difference, though, of course.)

The reflection moves when he doesn't, reaching for him, and pulls itself out of its frame. Lyney steps backwards in alarm. "...I'm pretty sure mirrors aren't supposed to do that."