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The mirrored surface of the portal rippled gently in its frame and Q’s reflection blinked at him, then tilted his head.
“It worked,” they both said, and then his reflection added, “You look like shit.”
“Yeah, well, this might not have been the worst parallel universe possible, but it’s about to become a dead end for me.”
“Damn. What can I do?”
“Can you work a twin into your records?”
His reflection grinned and gestured him through. “I believe I can do that.”
“Can you work a twin into your relationship with James?”
His reflection smirked. “You read my mind.”