"That could work, yes. But getting to mother in the world's current state requires the muscle of our older sisters or someone waving us through... Which becomes easier if we have our other two sisters.

Though the Barians or Mamoru could work as well, but I think we'll have to manifest him in front of her to make her remember, if your theory about Illusion Witches being more easily affected by this nonsense holds any water."

Helen instead... takes a step forward.

"And I'm tired of this nonsense. A girl kissed me and I want to tell my father. I want to tell him and my mother and have them give me useless advice on courtship rituals. Or they're so shocked that it happened to me that they can't figure out where to even START."

Helen crouches a little, tugging at the ground... tugging... She aged herself up here. She knows the twisty magics and possibility is thin here. Tugging... and produces a duel disk. But it's not hers. Something that resembles both the scales on armor and fish scales and a shield. Clearly custom-made, very expensive. It'd probably belong on someone who was doing professional dueling with a Mermail schtick. It whirrs to life on Helen's arm as her other hand tugs out a deck that she slams into it.