"Really? I'll give it a try."
Celeste's eyes lit up when she heard Miro say she could see him.
She held the Ancient Mirror up to her eyes and began to call his name.
"Husband."
"Are you there, Husband?"
"Hey, Javier Sinclair… can you hear me? If you can, say something. The Archfiend… Old Fiend Sinclair… you wretch…"
She called out several more times, even trying "you wretch," but there was still no response from the other side of the Ancient Mirror.
She looked at the Ancient Mirror in her hand.
Celeste raised an eyebrow. "Why isn't he there? Miro, didn't you say I'd be able to see your master? So where is he?"
Miro's transparent figure appeared above the Ancient Mirror. She rubbed her head. "That's not right… Oh, oh, I know! Try holding the Ancient Mirror and calling for him while thinking about him."
