When Ryuk thought about that question, as much as he hated to admit it, he couldn't even remember when.
His lost expression made Odette giggle, and he turned back to her with exasperation.
"How does not looking into the mirror become sad, though? It doesn't even do anything…" he defended, and she patted his cheeks.
"It's not the mirror itself. It's the fact that you never go back to take a look at yourself."
"I'm guessing, in your head…" Odette said, her finger trailing to his temple. "All you have in it are probably things yet to be achieved."
"You never take a step back to look at what has already been achieved, do you?"
He remained quiet.
"If you did, Ryuk," Odette continued, "then you'd realize you're really exceptional for one your age."
"And the more exceptional a being is, the more he can do things most ordinarily wouldn't, and even do them better than most."
"And one of those things is love…" she added, and his eyebrows knit together.
