"The sideview-- oh, in the desert," Steven recalls belatedly. "Yeah. Though Marc didn't have to be all dramatic about it and break the mirror off." He rolls his eyes good-naturedly.

He toys with his mug. "I guess it probably is good. Makes things easier, anyway, when most of the time if he's around we can just-- talk. Or think at each other, too, if we're not with somebody who won't freak out that I'm talking to myself."

He's not sure Marc agrees. Marc has a weird habit of making a concerted effort to check any mirror he passes, as if looking for something. Steven's noticed it, by now.