The conversation seemed to be coming to some natural conclusion - when Kurloz leaned over to wave his hand in front of Rhys, a glimpse at the mirror would have shown a teenage girl with a wild mane of black hair similar to her brother's. Rhys was getting more and more agitated, and he kept glancing away from the mirror, and finally he murmured to her,"Dwi'n dy garu di."

She repeated it back, and then he deliberately picked the mirror up and smashed it against the nearby table, staring at the glittering shards on the floor for a long time, before getting up and picking up one of the bottles on the windowsill. He stared at it for a long moment, then cut open the wax seal with his thumbnail before pulling the cork out with his teeth. Then he took a few swigs, throat working, before he set the bottle down and walked over to stare at the mirror shards once more.

He sank into a crouch, mumbling to himself, "I'm sorry" over and over. And then the walls began to melt.