It was a little disorienting, seeing that face in a place that wasn't the mirror. Add to the fact that the last time that happened, she would up with a bullet in her heart and a summer vacation at Manticore. Her first instinct was to run at her on the bike she's straddling, full speed ahead so that she didn't get shot again. Manticore was a nightmare she never wanted to repeat.

She knew it wasn't logical. She knew that she was in Paradisa, and that odds are, the kid in front of her wasn't a clone with her DNA, but it still makes her stop. Just for a second.

"Hey!"

Then again, it is Paradisa. You never know.