[It's only a small relief. His eyes drop to the glittering shards of the mirror and the black handle with the round head. This is going to come bite him in the ass, isn't it? He doesn't trust the town.

He can't tell if they're supposed to break them to move on, or if they aren't supposed to break them and accept themselves.] If something happens...

Whatever happens, [Because he knows it's when, not if.] if you need help and can't find anyone else, you can look for me. I'll be in Flavo mostly.