[--ah-- whatever that sound means, it's no good. someone is upset, or in pain, or worse...]
[and he'll go over there. he really will. but he can't help taking the one last step forward until he can see his reflection in the mirror in front of him. he just has to -- see this for himself. just for a moment.]
[and he sees himself, frozen for a moment as he takes in the flat-eyed boy there, wrapped up in barbed wire and bleeding where it digs into his skin, but his gaze is drawn up to the tall figure standing behind him, so much clearer now than it's ever been before, bemusement written on its face.]