"How could a Fool like me possibly catch up to a Memokeeper in a dream?"
"Every time I was just a little short, and then she'd whisk you away in an instant."
At that, Firefly's voice grew steady.
"Who exactly is Constance? Why did she target me?"
"She works for the Dream Master." Sparkle shrugged and casually played with the tip of her hair.
"But she was clearly up to no good—she secretly made a deal with me."
"She also pointed me toward a nightmare. All of the Dream Master's schemes are being carried out there."
"I searched everywhere for you just so I could spoil this for you."
"So you're not allowed to go, understand?"
"A nightmare... what exactly is it?" Firefly asked, staring intently at Sparkle.
"Tell you directly?" Sparkle gave a mischievous smile, a trace of mockery flashing through her eyes.
"No way. I suffered quite a lot to find it out."
"Anyway, the conclusion I ultimately reached was—you're not allowed to go."
"The boss has already chased after the Memokeeper and rushed in there. He doesn't need you at all."
"Right now, you're an audience member, understand?"
"Like I said, entering the dream was already your first death. After you leave the dream, you won't be able to get back in, right?"
"In other words, your dream self is destined to die."
"As for the remaining two deaths, Lord Firework has already figured out a way to help you get through them safely. You only need to..."
"That won't be necessary." Firefly shook her head, her long hair swaying softly with the motion.
"I can't leave him alone. Besides, I can't trust you."
"Everyone knows the reputation Masked Fools have across the galaxy."
"Cut it out!" Sparkle grew a little angry, her cheeks puffing slightly.
"I'm