[Iona takes a step back, putting one part of her cloak over her shoulder and stretching out her right arm and moving it around in circles to prep herself.]

Alright! This shouldn't take that much effort so lemme just pull...

[She's only using her fingertips and already the mirror is beginning to give a little by opening forward like a door. Iona glances into the mirror and is startled— a slender face, narrow eyes, a white mask, solid yet not, staring right at her—]

WHOA!

[She says that out loud and takes a step back. She blinks twice. The dust may be obscuring her view and yet...]

Gus?

I don't think this is a just a mirror...!