Logan pulls his hand back from the mirror and rubs his finger and thumb together, thoughtful.

"Broke the mirrors," he replies, assuming she means leaving the room and isn't referring to some other kind of leaving, discussion of which is probably better suited over a few glasses of strong liquor.

"Don't recommend it. Just breaks everythin', like you've broken the universe as well as the mirror. Dumps you out in the storm. Found my way back inside and before I knew it I was stuck in another goddamn part of this maze, so now I'm.. wherever here is."