Shephard considers this, and glances over at Kreyu. "I ain't carryin' a mirror," he says. "I mean, I got the shield and all, but it ain't near that reflective to count. You got anything shiny on you? Nobody here wants me to make a mirror, trust me on this..."
(Puddles are reflective, are they not? He's been walking a good while. He could generate one if he had to. Please let there be another way he's not thinking of.)
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(Puddles are reflective, are they not? He's been walking a good while. He could generate one if he had to. Please let there be another way he's not thinking of.)