What is it about fireflies and memories?

"Naaausicaa...why are you just standing around kid? Don't you want to help me prep?"

"Of...course...pa...pa..."

"Godsdammit, I gave you that name like five minutes ago because you said didn't have one! Why the fuck would you think your presumably dead father would call you that?! It's clearly trap, stop listening to the stupid siren voice! Gah!"

Zhen Liu was in a mild panic as Nausicaa was now slowly walking towards the ominous looking door, like the mind controlled victim that she was, complete with weird looking, vacant eyes.

Realizing that just calling out to her was probably gonna be pointless, Zhen Liu decided that it was time to get physical.

"Nepherage! Hurricroak! Try to stop Nausicaa from getting through that door, I have a really bad feeling that things won't go well if she does."

"At once, milord!," Nepherage nodded before rushing to hold Nausicaa back. Hurricroak on the other hand, had a follow up question.