Silver shortly bucks up his back, gently dropping the still unconscious Tetrath so he can get at the mirror instead.

“Light would be nice, yeah.“ he says, pondering the arrival of yet another player in this already complex situation. “Is that another pony who just came in? Guess the world spell is trying to replace the forgotten ones. Though this one felt weirdly different.“

He proceeds to attempt to activate the mirror, hoping to get more comparison points with the changelings.