"As I recall, Luna, doing things your way resulted in explosions and accusations of incursions by the Enclave’s Viceroy," Celestia said with a deadpan. Luna's ears flattened back against her head. "The only thing we know for sure is that we have no idea what exactly is involved, what the stakes are. We do not know what Galaxia's interest is, if the report of how the Viceroy's agents acted in Blackport is anything to go by. Honestly, between her and Rosetta… We do not know Handy's intentions or role in all of this. We do not know what this old magic is, nor do we know who this ‘Mistress’ is, and our only clue is a pony who cannot recall his own name and scraps of paper the Marquis’ mages couldn't decipher."