[ Seeing Sylvain brings a small touch of a smile to the corner of her lips, but she's too distracted by the mirror image and turns back to it promptly. Weighing his question, Claire exhales through her nose. ]

I don't know. I feel quite a lot of things at once when I look at this, but for the most part, it looks like a woman who could've been, and maybe once was for a very short time. So short, it might've been imagined.

[ She could almost go back through time, looking at that reflection. ]

I think everyone's experience is a little different, though there isn't supposed to be anything here at all save for a normal reflection.