Namine also laughs. It's a bit freeing, as laughter also is.

"Vexen truly would hate that level of introspection. But I can name at least three Replicas who would want to come here and investigate."

The mirrors don't seem to get any less as they walk, but at least no more twisted reflections try to claw their way out. Perhaps it's because they don't get too close.

"I agree, I don't think we're anywhere near our universe. So that begs the question where are we and why are we here?"

She can barely get the full question out when there is a clap of thunder and lights she didn't know were off suddenly blare on. The effect is somewhat deafening and blinding both.

"Yikes!"

She reaches for the other Namine - out of a need to protect? out of search for comfort in someone she knows? reflex?