"No, nothing. It's...honestly, I haven't even used it much. If overeating will make me sick, I'd rather not find out," he admits, with a weak laugh. "And then there's this."

He turns to the mirror, which currently seems like any other - which is to say, unable to show his reflection. He touches a hand to the frame and seems to take a moment to focus, or reach for something inside himself.

"Imago."

The silver shimmers, then shows him his reflection, life-size and complete in a way his little device could never accomplish.