Whatever you tell me when you get back, I'll believe you.

[ She can at least promise that much, knowing...well, herself. Even if she forgets this (and who knows, maybe some part of this "her" will merge with the other "her") Aradia would believe it had occurred.

Time shenanigans cover a lot of ground, explanation wise. ]

Well then - let's get this party on the road, shall we? Or in the sky, rather.

[ It's a good thing no one's up, because it's time to pchoooooo to part two of their set up, and then, you know.

The final step. ]