[ Apparently whatever had prompted his reflection to speak had faded, or whatever spirit was in the mirror had been restrained. He couldn't tell which it was, if the figure was friend or threat, but Abe no Seimei was always the type to draw toward the supernatural either way. He doesn't have much to fear.

He's poking at the surface of the mirror when Sylvain approaches, both a little coaxing and a little threatening to see if he can intimidate the spirit inside into obeying him. But when he hears the approach of a person, his expression turns softer so he can smile at the redhead with a more playful ease. There's no need to frighten humans. ]

Ah, you must have noticed them, haven't you? Everything in this shop is a little restless. Just now, this one was trying to say something.

[ He points at his reflection, which looks completely normal now. Seimei doesn't look remotely unsure of what he says, looking at Sylvain with a straightforward smile that really does not match what he was just doing. ]

They're all at least a little enchanted. I was trying to listen for clues.

[ By bullying them out of the mirror spirit, but no one needs to know that. ]