[Tony had not expected that at all. Which is why he jumps and lets out a sharp yelp when the mirror shard slices through the left sleeve of his jacket and skin, starting the blood. Immediately, he stops walking, pressing his other hand to the cut and glancing at it as it comes away bloody. He's silent for a long moment, still, before he turns around to face Vie, any and all traces of kind emotion wiped completely from his face.]
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Are you quite done?