The Warden considers her fellow, one brow quirked curiously as she listens. Reflections.

"You mean, could these... scenes be from the other side of the mirrors? From our-- doubles?" No, the word is bitter on her tongue, and she knows immediately that she doesn't want to be compared with the awful beings that she's heard so much about. Robyn looks distasteful for a moment, staring intently at some of the 'memories' in the distance.

"I'm not sure what would be better or worse," she admits, twining her fingers at her front. "We know it's complicated and mysterious and... that's really it, unfortunately. Unless one of our own knows more and is holding out on us."