"So, get in, find Princess Celestia, and get back to the place I came in through." Twilight Sparkle reiterated to herself for the dozenth time as the machine's strange, metallic arm reached down and clamped a ring around her horn. Princess Luna glanced back over her shoulder, forehooves braced on either side of one of the many glowing plates with odd runic language trickling across it's surface. "Yes, exactly that. Now remember, I'll be out here, trying to help as much as I can. But remember, my influence is limited, and as time is experienced differently inside than outside, my responses will be.. dramatically delayed. On top of that I have tasks out here that require my attention. If I were to stop raising the sun.. there would be panic in the streets."