( @mirrorsoftheotherself )
After sending brief message in that other chat, Ben pushed his phone into his hoodie pocket and eyed the mirror he brought into his room. Some small part of him still wondered if this was going to work, but if it did, that’d be cool he guess.
Either way, he made sure it was a mirror big enough that he could go through.Real or not, he decided it better to try with a bigger one than a small one.
Ben pressed his hand against the mirror, before he pulled it back with a widen look to his eye. It’d gone through. He blinked, looked at his hand, then stuck it in again. Lo and behold, it was working as some kind of portal. With a puff of air at his bangs, Ben continued on through.
And promptly had to cover his eyes once he was on the other side, letting out a small groan. Thanks to Hato’s warning, Ben did have some idea of what to expect, but still. He took a few moments to adjust, pulling his hood farther over his face to (hopefully) block out the sensory assault. Worse than back home, he swears.
Now, guy with a beanie and necklace. Guy with a beanie and necklace... Ben started to wander, glancing about for him. And when he does see Hato, he gives a half wave, showing off an unusal watch. “Yo. You really weren’t kidding, huh?”
