What's possessed her to answer him? She's only making trouble; she'll never be able to convince them that she's just a mirror after this. It's not even her business; they're not even her kind.

But . . . he liked it.

She helped him . . . in some small way. Even who she is, what she's become, she's touched something beyond herself.

She shimmers briefly, the Steven image fading, and she goes quiet, both in awe and uncertain.