Logan glares back over his shoulder at Eliot in the mirror, then resumes cutting through the wallpaper and the metal underneath. Last time he tried this the walls healed up behind him, but now it seems to be sticking. Either this is what's supposed to happen or it's going to be something he ends up regretting. But at least it's not eternity spent in a room with mirror universe David Copperfield for company.

Speaking of which.

"Why don't you do somethin' useful instead of orderin' me about and try movin' your mirror?" He snarls. "Unless you're fixin' to stare at my ass forever."