A strange nut he was. Belling often wondered why Yomen bothered to have mirrors in his house. Yomen certainly didn't trust them. At all times of the day, but especially towards its end as light changed Yomen could be observed squinting in a mirror then flicking his head quickly to the mirrors' field then backagain. Checking. Not being much of a talker, Belling had been surprised one day when Yomen told him of the differences he had noted. Yomen was a man who didn't trust mirrors