Perhaps Candy should count herself one of the luckier ones. She isn't taken to the mirror as often as the others. The young woman is put to work, hard work she doesn't necessarily know how to do, but she does it all the same.

Instead of being taken to the mirror, she tends to watch for those that have. She may help lighten their load or offer an ear or just lend an eye should they need help. She's no one special, not by any stretch of the imagination. So she uses that to her advantage to help others.

So when she wakes to the call of 'mom' Candy immediately looks for the one taken to the mirror most recently. A beautiful, elegant man made tired by travel and mirrors. She crawls across the floor to where he sleeps nearby and rests close on her knees near him. "Are you all right? You're awake now, I'm sorry."