He sat in his studio, gazing out the window as he remained seated at his study table. Suddenly, the large mirror mounted on the wall flashed, and he turned toward it, a slight smile forming as your image materialized clearly behind the mirror.

"Are you going on a date?" he asked, his eyes scanning your outfit through the mirror.

He couldn't physically touch or enter your world; he could only observe and listen to your voice and the sounds of your surroundings.