Jo looks a touch over Nadine's shoulder—which Nadine might catch the soft scrunch of her brow—as a mirror takes shape on the wall. Oval and large. Comically one picked from a house she half destroyed during a fight at the end of a hunt. She remembered smashing into it, thinking no one ever needed a mirror this big in their life.

She wasn't keeping it, but it let her see herself, and this wasn't bad...



...but it wasn't it either.

Jo frowned at the mirror and then right back down at her outfit. She thought about what Nadine had said earlier, and it started to shift. The leggings faded out for a blue jean skirt. A belt low across her hips that is decoration, not defense, flats of silver with turquoise circles at their center. A shirt that only just isn't a tank top, and a short jacket with fringe. The boots turn rustic and brown-blue stitched leather, as her hat and its hatband that matches her belt turn western with them.

And she tilts her head, studying it in the mirror, before shifting her gaze to Nadine.

"Does this only work one way? Or can you affect and change them, too?"

That could sound like general knowledge injury, and it is, but there might be a softer question under it. Since Nadine was the one who had ideas and had laughed when she crossed out all the first ones that came glaringly to mind.