[wh-- Qilby watches the body language carefully for a beat. Hold on, is this guy hitting on him?? Not that he minds - it's been eons since he's felt desirable, and the stranger is a pretty sight - but...]

[He rolls with it, because of course he does.] Mirrors, then - but mirrors only show a surface, despite the superstitions some have about them, don't they? Just a reflection of light.

I mean, I suppose you could break the mirrors into smaller pieces if you wanted to do anything useful.