[Now this is really up his alley. Kira absorbs the prophecies as best he can, then ... Opens his jacket to peer inside and look at Makima's hand, whispering to it] It looks like we may not always find each other.... But that's alright, my dear. Let us live in the glorious present...

[is there anything else on the table to look at? If not, he's going to look at the mirror now]