[Esther stands by with her arms crossed over her chest, scowling at the mirror while C'rizz looks into it. When he turns to face her she worries her lip between her teeth.]

I am not fond of it either. [There's a story there, one she'll ask about when a more comfortable opportunity comes along.]

If you say it isn't dangerous, I believe you. You don't believe there's any risk here? We could take the mirror down. [It isn't the mirror that bothers her as much as spending the night in an adult male's room. C'rizz is not much like her at all, but the last time that happened--well.]