"That's... a lot of names." A pause. "What would you like me to call you? Also, seventeen and twenty one of what?"
He stops for a moment, shuffling in his place. "Er, sorry. I have a lot of questions. I'm Matt, but if you brought me here, you probably know that. Or if this is the afterlife, you certainly know that."
"I have a lot of those." He pauses. "So, um. Joan. I doubt you brought me here to pile questions on you. I mean, ok, I'm not really doing much at the moment, and if you're really that bored, I guess a random person peppering you with questions is better than nothing, but...."
He takes a breath. "Uh, sorry. Anyway, so why do you need me?" They can start there.
"I'm a mirror?" He sounds very incredulous. "Honestly, at the moment, I am far from shiny. Or really far from useful." He could probably polish that mirror, but that's about it.
A moment passes. "So, if I'm the mirror in spite of everything, where am I reflecting the light to? Where are we illuminating?"
"Ah. So I'm reflecting a disembodied voice to the entire... universe? Multiverse?" He can't help it. His sarcastic streak is coming out.
"I guess it could be worse. Just... if I have any say in it, can I please request no cells or grey glop for food?" A pause. "Do I even get requests?" Another pause. "Can I have some new clothes?"
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He stops for a moment, shuffling in his place. "Er, sorry. I have a lot of questions. I'm Matt, but if you brought me here, you probably know that. Or if this is the afterlife, you certainly know that."
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He takes a breath. "Uh, sorry. Anyway, so why do you need me?" They can start there.
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A moment passes. "So, if I'm the mirror in spite of everything, where am I reflecting the light to? Where are we illuminating?"
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"I guess it could be worse. Just... if I have any say in it, can I please request no cells or grey glop for food?" A pause. "Do I even get requests?" Another pause. "Can I have some new clothes?"