Hard to tell, isn't it? It's all about how ya see the world.
[ He gets pulled, falling out, and when the rest of his body falls out of the mirror it turns into glass. Another Evan waves to Quentin from his left, and another at his right. They look exactly alike, but the real Evan is standing behind Quentin, within the reflected manhole. He's glad for the moment to be out of sight. He can already feel his heart rate accelerating, children, rocks, gunshots, a bathtub full of blood and a mirror streaked with fingerprints flash in his head before he can force them not to. ]
It's nae an obsess-- ah, dammit! No, that's not it!
[ He reaches for Quentin's ankles to pull him through the manhole, which would send them both through it and out another mirror set up along a storefront, some feet up from the ground. ]
But reality's much more flexible on the other side of the looking glass, aye?
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[ He gets pulled, falling out, and when the rest of his body falls out of the mirror it turns into glass. Another Evan waves to Quentin from his left, and another at his right. They look exactly alike, but the real Evan is standing behind Quentin, within the reflected manhole. He's glad for the moment to be out of sight. He can already feel his heart rate accelerating, children, rocks, gunshots, a bathtub full of blood and a mirror streaked with fingerprints flash in his head before he can force them not to. ]
It's nae an obsess-- ah, dammit! No, that's not it!
[ He reaches for Quentin's ankles to pull him through the manhole, which would send them both through it and out another mirror set up along a storefront, some feet up from the ground. ]
But reality's much more flexible on the other side of the looking glass, aye?