"I did make it through the maze, yes. And the mirror at the middle, then the hallway out." Small details, fuzzy but becoming clearer as she speaks.

"I don't know what's going on in there, but I know there's some very dangerous magic that can be done with mirrors. They can act as portals for some very bad things." He's heard stories, but more importantly, he has experience with just what kind of awful things can come out of mirrors. That had been why he was so unsettled in the first place.

So many reflective surfaces, unwarded. Unprotected, open.

He rubs his temple again, straightening so that he seems a little less pathetic. It hasn't even occurred to him yet to be embarrassed, he's too busy feeling guilty.

"But if the two of us had...issues, then it stands to reason others might as well and something is going on in there."