[ Misa jumps from the sound of the glass shattering — damn, this guy really doesn't hesitate, does he — before frantically looking between the space behind her and her savior a few times. She can feel that the hand that was digging into her scalp is gone, but she's got to see it to believe it. For now, with the mirror fragmented, her reflection is strangely not present... ]

I think so...? [ It's said shakily, and accented by a wet sniffle. All things considered, she does look fine, but she hasn't yet let go of he vice grip of the boy before her - in fact, she's stepping in a little closer now that she's not being yanked in the other direction. ] That thing just jumped out of nowhere, I was so scared...

[ Which is why she wants to GET AWAY FROM THESE MIRRORS!! Sadly, the room is filled with them, so the best she can do is try to huddle closer to the center of the room. Only now does she have a chance to really look at him - the up do, the small things here and there that make him look... well, not like someone from her Earth. Like those glints on the side of his head. Weird!! ]

Thanks for coming by so quickly. I don't know what I would have done without you!