The look on Squall's face was enough to make Aerith believe him, but the words and tone he gave her next solidified it. He wasn't Leon. Somehow.

"I'm sorry. You just look so much like him and his original name was Squall." She offered an apologetic smile. "My name is Aerith."

She would have offered a hand for him to shake, but at that moment someone else spoke and she turned... only to find herself staring at an exact replica of herself. Aerith blinked. "Hello?"

Were mirror versions of oneself common here?