[ He picks up the mirror and gazes into it, with a professional interest. After a while he says: ]

Pff! Amateur! Raise the dead and defeat entire armies with ghouls, and then you might impress me! Archer, have you got anything to eat? I'm really starv—

[ He turns, only to see Archer stumbling outside his house, back out into the cold. He sighs, stuffing Archer's mirror into his lapels, hopefully muffling it a little, and follows him. ]

Come back inside, you're going to freeze!