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[doctorize]

[The mirror itself is actually perfectly normal. It just... has a sheet over it. Then again, given the current state of his wings, maybe he just didn't want to look at himself right now?]

[sweartoyou]

[Oh good, so he's just being crazy. That's very useful. She allows the cover to drop back into place and returns to the pieces of clothing she'd gathered up before. Should be able to tell if he calls for her, so she'll get to work on concentrating her blobby hands into thin, workable fingers once more and get to fixing. And...looking up to read the wall every now and again to make sure it sticks in her dumb slime brain.]

[doctorize]

[Give or take... oh, about 30 or 40 minutes or so, you'll hear Danny calling from the living room--]

Rachel? What are you doing?

[sweartoyou]

[Man, she'd really been in the zone... Well, she got one thing mended and was just about to start a second, so she supposes it's as good a time as any. She closes up her sewing kit and heads on back, materials in tow.]

Sewing practice.

[messing with yo shit]

Something wrong?

[doctorize]

Oh, no, I was just curious! You had been rather quiet for a while now...

[He's not used to having company just... quietly existing in his house, okay.]

[sweartoyou]

[Stares..........]

You...want me to make noise while you're trying to work?

[sounds super fake]