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Crouched next to Nax and also staring into the mirrors, Syn noticed the same phenomenon. She was completely and utterly confused about what they were seeing. Why was everything so dirty? It just didn't look right to her. She'd grown up in her clean world. This confused her. Was it their past? Had someone programmed these shards to project this moving image whenever someone looked into it. She wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. It was certainly the most logical conclusion that she could come to for that moment. The whole thing was strange.

"It certainly was strange," Syn replied thoughtfully, brow furrowed. It did explain somewhat the laser going through the mirror. Sort of. It was rather odd. "Could just be some kind of device, disguised as a shard of mirror. I want to try and take it apart at home and see." She held up her piece again, holding it with her left hand and turning it so she could look from every angle. Nothing happened with just the one piece. Whatever it was the person who created it must have been rather intelligent. To make something like this... She couldn't wait to properly inspect it. 

"There must be other pieces somewhere," she commented as she stood and headed over to where Nax was standing. After looking at her piece for just a few more moments she put it with all of her tools. It would be safe there. "After all, the writing wasn't complete with just the two of ours. Maybe they're in other parts of the park? There isn't some form of treasure hunt or something going on, is there?" She grinned, both puzzle and pleased by their find. Her mind had also switched to thinking about the mirror rather than work earlier. If it was some kind of technology it was very well made. She wanted to know how it worked.

As she moved to flex her right arm she froze, eyes narrowing. "Eh, Nax... My arm it seems to be," trying with all her might to get the mechanical arm that lay still at her side to move, even if it was just one of the fingers, she continued, "malfunctioning. And I swear it wasn't me this time. I haven't done anything since you last fixed it." She forcefully moved it with her other hand so that it was easier to look at. "It's really rather odd. There's no reason for it not to be working, none at all. What do you think?" She glanced at him with a frown. "Oh, and I'll need your help with this of course."

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Keir was quite impressed about Emmy getting the lead in a musical film, and really quite delighted. She was more than capable of that and he was glad that her career was flourishing as it was. It was always nice to say you were best friends with someone famous. Although the press were slightly irritating and he could only foresee that increasing. He had gone to one premier with her, once, and they had instantly latched onto them. Who was this boy? Why was he with her? Where they in a relationship? It had been really over the top.

"Of course you do," he rolled his eyes slightly at her, though there was a smile on his face as he curled his pinky finger around her's to make the promise. It was so childish but it was one of the little things of their friendship. It was these things that made it so special. Keir wasn't sure what he'd do without Emmy as a friend. Waste away studying, he was sure, until a stray ray of sunshine caused him to melt and cease to exist. He was certainly the only one who could force him away from his work and into the outside world, away from eating junk food and sitting in small dark rooms. "Though I'm sure the EP is great without-" He was cut off by her going ahead of him and hurried to catch up.

He tilted his head as Emmy suggested having fun, expression gradually growing more sceptical as she went on about geocaching. He really had no idea what it was or what he was supposed to do but he would try it anyway if only to keep her happy. He guessed it would be fun enough. And these caches sounded interesting, whatever they were. "Okay, I'll check over there. Loads of bushes. Very suspicious." He laughed lightly and headed over.

He crouched down and began rummaging through the bushes and looking at the tree next to them. He wasn't sure exactly what he was looking for but he was sure it would be obvious when it appeared. Something caught his eye. Well, more specifically, it blinded him as sunlight caught on it and shone right into his eyes. He winced, blinking furiously to regain his vision as he tried to find whatever it was that he had seen. "Ow!" He managed to find it, but of course he managed to cut himself on the sharp edge of the very item. Ignoring the cut on his finger he inspected the item, not two items. "Hey, Emmy! Come over here I think I've found something... It looks like pieces of a broken mirror."