I was watching his reflection in the three glass panels along the wall beyond the stream of passengers and now he had gone.

We stood there very close, watching our reflection in the dressing-table mirror.

She watched his reflection in the glass as he moved a little closer.

Standing close to its edge she watched her reflection there.

He stood there, watching her reflection in the glass.

Still she stayed at his side, watching the moon's reflection on the water.

I was watching her reflection in the glass of the division.

Watching her reflection in the viewport she knew she'd failed.

As I came in he watched my reflection without turning to face me.

It was like watching his reflection in a mirror and observing alterations.