It wasn't. But it's not like I managed to do anything to her—how could I? I was just a little kid.
Anyway, Vulp won. Couple of days later, Mirror broke a deal she'd made to take me. [The more she talks, the more it sounds like she's just retelling a vaguely annoying story.] Blah blah blah dogpiled by reflections blah blah… then she took my sense of self, as a pane of glass, and dropped it on the floor.