[Without missing a beat, Jail steps up and onto the blade, using her ability to ignore gravity by just casually standing on the flat of a sword in motion like it's a skateboard and she's planning to do a sweet flip.]
Speaking of, you know we're in a dream, right? Pretty sure it's yours, this one ain't me.
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Speaking of, you know we're in a dream, right? Pretty sure it's yours, this one ain't me.