No additional confirmation from the girl, but... she'd definitely said it. Extra legs and teeth on the crows, that weren't there anymore. And that... was a lot harder to wrap their heads around than somehow imagining and hallucinating it.

Wes was already looking at her, and Tony turned her away again as well at the question, not-quite-mirror images. They both shook their heads, but one reached inside his suit jacket after a moment and produced a pocket-sized pack of tissues, which he offered with a, "Here."

"That's our fault," the other pointed out, mouth curling a bit at the thought of anything of his getting splattered with crow gore. "You want us to pay for a new one?"