she whispered the only thing i needed to hear , `` yes , '' and i pressed my forehead to hers , silently promising the both of us that i would find a way to make this work . `` what do the after-action reports tell you ? '' you 're here to help find him ? '' two knocks and the door swings open . his mother had told him stories of magic mirrors that asked riddles . what if he really was doing only what he considered keeping up his end of the bargain ? 