Moiraine looks back and forth between them for several seconds, frowning slightly in concentration.

Then, she drops the weave that she has been holding, and begins to construct another one.

She shifts the threads of Fire slightly and settles it around the water glass, watching as the glass vanishes behind it -- and the space in front of the glass is reflected back.

"A variation on the Mirror of Mists, I think," she observes. "Invisibility and reflective illusion created from the space around it."

The Aes Sedai slants a glance at Harrow, and a slight smile curves her lips.

"Is that what you intended, with your revision?"