[ The insults feel trite to Douman, almost commonplace; his head is a bad place to be on most days, without it manifesting in corporeal form to punish him. It's the reason why he seems so calm, and why his smile is perpetual on his angled featuresー even while his double continues to hiss at him, Douman remains mostly good-natured. ]

Mm! Sensible, yes, though I seem to be inadvertently rooted to this spot.

[ Part of the mirror's power? Something that his doppelgänger is enforcing on him with its malevolence? Douman doesn't know why exactly it is that he can't move, but speaking that reality into truth allows him to reach sideways, arm outstretched and palm up towards the newcomer. ]

If you'd do me the honor of pulling me up onto my feet, sir.

[ If Hythlodaeus can stand to touch him, that is. ]