She takes them from him, determined not to make him feel judged.

"A broom and a dust pan would be nice." She slips her shoes on and takes off her jacket, laying it on the bed. A moment later, she disappears into the bath to clean up the mess of broken glass and twisted metal.

"And if you wouldn't mind, just ask Bar if she can recreate my bathroom kit. Knowing this place, it should be on file."

Everything else is.

He can hear the clink and clatter of ex-mirror from the bathroom.