[Ferran has come to the mirror for a specific purpose, as Kokichi may soon find out—almost as soon as he steps up to it, he pulls out a pen and his ornate personal tome, and opens it to a page somewhere in the middle, looking back and forth from the book to the image in the mirror. At first it might look like he's taking notes, viewed from most angles. But if he looks at the page itself, he'll see a decent sketch of three people: A taller dark-haired man with glasses, a stout woman with a smile, and a less-detailed figure between them that's presumably Ferran himself, judging by the hair.
His attention is immediately caught by the appearance of the hand, however, and he carefully shuts the tome before leaning closer. He's been wondering how to pursue his investigations on this thing, is this what he's been looking for?—hey ow.
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His attention is immediately caught by the appearance of the hand, however, and he carefully shuts the tome before leaning closer. He's been wondering how to pursue his investigations on this thing, is this what he's been looking for?—hey ow.
Ferran pulls back, a hand over his nose.]
Ah. The hell?