Quickly they slipped into a rather pretty but bright pink dress. "Good..." Rosen grinned, "Now go get the largest mirror you can find!"

When they brought one back, Rosen forced Long's head to look straight at it, "Are you disgusted, Long?" he demanded harshly.

Long's eyes were looking, but he it didn't appear as if he was seeing anything.

"Look at yourself!" Rosen shouted in his ear. The girls started getting a little uncomfortable.

Still nothing. Rosen's words weren't getting through to him.

Rosen leaned forward and licked his cheek. Some of the girls started to sneak from the room.

Long blinked a little, starting to come out of it a little.

"Look at the mirror," Rosen hissed in his ear.

It took a little while, but Long finally seemed to see the reflection in the mirror as he stared back at himself blankly.

"Does it disgust you?" Rosen asked eagerly in his ear. The remaining girls slowly started to leave as well.

Long was silent for a minute or two before asking blankly, "Who is it?"

Rosen cussed quietly, "You!" he spat, "Obviously!"

Long blinked again, not seeming to recognize himself.

Rosen sighed a little, "You can't even recognize yourself?" he muttered, "What the terra? Haven't you gone in disguise before?"

Long didn't reply, still trying to find himself in the reflection.

Rosen muttered something as he walked back go his bed. All that work and no reaction, so lame.

As Rosen walked off, Long slowly took a few steps toward the mirror. He put his still healing hand on the mirror as a tear ran down his face.