[ McGillis seems to miss just half a beat at the mention of mirrors, but like a skilled conversationalist he catches himself before it becomes a notable pause. ]

The mirrors, those floating balls of fire outside... even the atmosphere of a church is, to me at least, quite nostalgic.

Maybe part of it is because winter is a season that is so strongly associated with coziness at home?

[ He shakes his head a little and sighs. ]

You've seen the visions as well, then?