It takes her a moment to remember what that means. It's not the first word that comes to mind for the concept for her, but she nods.

"Yes. I believed I was a magical girl, and I suppose that's still true in a literal sense...but in the shows of my childhood, the heroine would be given a magical crystal from her animal friend that gave her new powers, right?"

She sighs. "My animal friend told me I could have any wish granted, I'd just be given powers and have a duty to fight in exchange. But this isn't a crystal...he ripped my soul out of my body and cast it as this."

That's what she is. A warmed husk.