"I don't know this. The mirror only stores one moment, and I am but a small fragment of what he was — the real

"I don't know this. The mirror only stores one moment, and I am but a small fragment of what he was — the real me... I am only what he felt when he fell to his knees before this mirror, wounded. Only what he was thinking in that moment. Pain. Rage. Desire to achieve his goal — whatever it takes!"