[Smoke emits from Iona's fingers as she summons heat to seal the mirror, using whatever metal parts from the frame she can pick out. At Gus's reaction, she... Raises a brow. Usually, she was fine with pushing off or even excusing his sometimes charming childishness, but it was at this moment, she kind of understands why Oren of all people would be extremely reactive towards him.

That said, when she's done, she flicks his hair playfully with two fingers.]

Well, don't spend the rest of your life being eaten by jackets at the very least. C'mon, I'm gonna have to ask Oren about this.