If she were a more experienced Galahad-knower, Janet might appreciate it more. But even though she and Galahad aren't exactly close, they've known each other for a long time now, by tiny pocket world standards. She's always felt weirdly protective of him, like he's a chipmunk who occasionally eats out of her hand and she has to shoo away predators for him. The serious, calm, somehow warm look on his face makes her smile.

"Let's see if we can make this work." Angling mirrors to get light to bounce a certain way isn't too rare for spells. Janet sets down the water. "You hold this one." She passes Galahad mirror numero uno so she can focus on getting the second one behind him positioned the right way for him to see the tattoo. It'll look better once her slightly uneven Telfa job comes off, but it's bright enough for a good visual anyway.