Viper “Are… ya allowed ta tell me if he’s still… okay?”
“I don’t think there’s any law against it.” He checked over his shoulder just in case, but no one was coming for him that he could tell. As long as he was still doing his own job and not keeping anybody else from theirs, there was nothing to worry about, right?
Viper “Can… ya come back if he’s… If he’s dead? Can ya still come over here? Or do ya kinda… die alongside ya… our-world self? D’you guys get ta like… choose a new person ta reflect, or… d’ya just kinda… become a blank, or somethin’?”
Okay, this part he knew in more detail. Whew. “Kind of all yes? Okay, so if your Prime dies—that is, the real person—” enough of his hand breached the reflective surface to gesture towards Viper—“we can either be wiped clean and reflect a new person, or join Reflection Enforcement. I’m… not sure if we choose who we’d reflect?”
“I assume it’s happened to me already, but your memories don’t make the jump with you, so.”
“If you want to keep your ‘self’ that badly, you go the other route. For me, I’m still not sure…”
He scratched his ear.
“You’d think I woulda had it figured out by now, after all the times I thought it was about to happen…”
“But I dunno.” He sighed quietly. “I’m not really that great at reflecting, I think, so maybe it’d be better… Well, I’d have some time after to decide, if it comes to it. Not like all of us are already prepared, especially if a Prime goes suddenly, you know?”
Viper “I guess…I jus’ kinda… want th’ company, y’know? For… ’s long as ya can give me.”
“Ahah… Yeah. Company’s about all I can do, huh?” Ain’t that the story of his life.
After another glance around, he tentatively scooted more into view, seated on the other side of the mirror’s surface. Kinda weird to dictate his own movements so much, but not… bad. Just a little awkward.
