"...Would you? It's... a little scary, I guess, to write now. We don't know who's on the other side." Don't even know if anyone's there at all, actually.

"I hate it," they blurt. They thought that events were supposed to be hard for the people on the other side, not for them. "At least when I could watch all of you, I could pretend I wasn't so alone. But now, I... nobody here wants me. There's nobody in the mirrors except my own face, and I'd rather be alone forever than look at that."