Thancred sees the disappointment plain on her face and looks around at the reflections of him. He did think it odd that she knew him and he didn't her. "I apologize that I do not know you. Though, I hope we are on good terms in your reality?" He assumes they are, if this interaction is anything to go off of.

It's hard to wrap his head around. But with all the lectures from Urianger and research on souls to get him home to the Source, he thinks he can estimate what it's like.

"I can agree with you there." Thancred steps up to the mirror next to the shattered one. He pulls at his face gently with a his fingers, nodding when it shows no sign of diverging from mirroring his movements. "Some of them have no judgement to go off of, seldom their drive to pull you into whence they came."