He jerks you behind himself roughly, gripping the hilt of his sword as he watches the screen warily as the murderer comes into view. You sweat drop, watching him glare at the t.v warily. “Kid. He’s not real.” You assure him calmly.
“He looks real…” He mutters.
“He’s not.” You repeat, moving back beside him.
“Alright… It’s weird to watch though. How do they make them so tiny?” He tilts his head.
“I can do that too.” You smile, grabbing your phone and bringing up the video. You scoot over to him and lean up to him. “See the screen? That’s us.” You hum, pressing record. Kid looks at the screen curiously.
“So, its like a mirror?