Ironically enough, the one thing missing when he's finished is the mirrors themselves. Easy enough to fix, with Revelation. But he'll take care of it tomorrow - he's tired, and it's been a long and complicated and emotionally exhausting 'day,' even if he doesn't properly have them anymore. Sleep, and then he'll get back to dealing with it all. The mirrors, first, they're easiest, then continuing to figure out what to do about Aya.
When he wakes, he goes to talk to a demon about that. Knock, knock, calling Inferno, is Revelation in?
"Don't tell them I said that, by the way," he adds as an afterthought. "It would probably go badly."
"I don't know, the - 'By the way, in my giant scheme of numbers, you really don't stack up when compared to other people in my life' might be found to be insulting. I've had problems with it, but I think I'm just overthinking things now."
"I don't think Annie would care that some alt of her fiancé she's barely met doesn't rank her particularly highly. Even when Katydid warned everybody not to use their Adarins' numbers as a scoring system for an inter-Bell contest no one took the opportunity to wonder about other Adarins' numbers for them."
"They were planning to...? Right, good for Katydid. And that's - interesting. I won't worry about it, then."
"Apparently Rain told her it would be a bad idea, she didn't just reiterate that it would make her feel bad."
"It still - functions, it's just very thoroughly broken when it comes to Annie, and that breaks other things, too. It looks like he's used to it, anyway."
"It's okay. I'd get more useful information out of Annie anyway, probably. Bells are non-numerical."
"Yes. And similarly, I think I got more useful information out of Aldaras than I would have gotten from Annie."
"Too is an obvious answer," clarifies Prime. "We would never go outside. Instead of you, though, I have no idea."
Aya makes a little noise that neither agrees nor disagrees, and squirms again, and puts her face on his shoulder and sighs.