Cumulus: Mom!
Snowbell: Hello, dear. You’re looking well.
Cumulus: Please, this is the best I’ve looked and felt in years.
Cumulus: Mom!
Snowbell: Hello, dear. You’re looking well.
Cumulus: Please, this is the best I’ve looked and felt in years.
Snowbell: You would be right, Dawn.
Dawn: It’s just as beautiful as my dream…
Aurora: Dawn! Y-you can talk! And you’ve been here before?
Dawn: It’s what I was dreaming of before… I woke up. But, maybe I can talk because this place is magic?
Aurora: Mom! You look so…
Cumulus: Young? I do. I guess age isn’t a concept here.
Cumulus: We’re here.
Wow…
Aurora: Beautiful, huh? It’s even prettier on the inside.
I already know that…
Cumulus: Here we are, ladies. Back to Sylvan Glade.
Aurora: Mom? You there?
…
Aurora: We’re going Mom. To the tree. Meet us there.
Aurora: Hymenaios, stay here with Dusk and Blaze. I need to go.
Hymenaios: Of course, ma fleur. Stay safe.
Aurora: We will.
Blaze: Hey, Aurora? Dawn keeps trying to tell me about… a tree? Do you know what she means?
Aurora: I- I do. I never considered that. She wants me to take her?
Blaze: I believe so.