He will... push the button. 

A moment passes, and then a man's voice comes through speakers: "Hello?"

The voice sounds familiar but he can't place it. Not someone he knows well enough to recognize immediately, then; it's cold comfort but it's anything. 

"Hello." 

“Oh, hey Quackity.”

Guy on the other end of the button doesn't sound surprised to hear him. Maybe he'll let other-Quackity take the fall for this one. "I was hoping to visit the prison," he says, projecting as much confidence as a person who isn't actually sure they've got the right building can. 

Well, shit. ...Then again, he doesn't sound angry. Maybe it's fine.

"Step through the portal. Let me know when you're on the other side."

The voice is almost entirely monotone; it's the voice of someone reading off a procedure.

Holy shit. That worked. 

He steps through the portal. "I'm on the other side." 

The other side is a small, entirely-enclosed room that doesn't connect to anything. A few seconds pass. "Okay, you can come back through now."

He does that. Very polite of prison visiting to involve things he can do, like stepping through portals, and not things he cannot do, like convincingly pretend for more than a sentence that he knows the procedure for visiting a prison. 

Room! Room with a man in it. Well. Sort of a man. Definitely not a human. A bipedal furry green creature wearing the same glowing purple armor as Ranboo and other-Quackity and Sapnap. He sighs. "You lost the armor I got for you again? Follow me." (He doesn't particularly sound like he's expecting an answer.)

(Meanwhile, Sam is registering that Quackity doesn't have a scar anymore. Well. If he's not asking Sam why Dream's still in the prison, he won't ask any questions either. He can go through procedure for Quackity visiting. He's good at that.)

He... will not answer, then. He follows. 

They go through several hallways, the man flicking levers and throwing books and entering passwords into invisible machinery to unlock new areas, until they reach an area in front of lava. While they wait for the lava to drop, Sam wordlessly hands over a full set of the glowing purple armor, as well as a glowing purple axe, a glowing purple sword, and glowing iron shears. He doesn't seem to think any of this is worthy of commenting on.

Ahahaha what the fuck. 

Okay. Uh. He... will put on the armor, put the weapons into his inventory, and stand there like this is entirely normal and not worthy of comment because he does it all the time. 

He is capable of looking unfazed. At least he doesn't have to talk at all. 

"Remember to walk with the platform," Sam says, all in a rush, once the platform beneath Quackity's feet has already started moving.

Shit okay he can do that!!!! 

Dream's cell is across the lava.

As soon as he sees Quackity, he runs and hides in a corner such that he's not visible.

When Quackity reaches the other side of the lava, there is a barrier up. The lava falls; once the escape route is cut off, the barrier separating him and Dream comes down.

This— 

No. This makes sense, actually. 

If someone is in prison for— he's glossing it as treason— then visiting them would either be forbidden, and mark you as a target if you tried; or it would be sanctioned, and be an opportunity to hurt them. This is clearly not the former. So it's the latter.

And apparently other-Quackity does this quite a lot. 

"Hi," he says, awkwardly. At least the weapons are in his inventory, not his hands. 

"Sam said--he promised he wouldn't tell you I was still in here--SAM--SAM--" Dream is shrunk as small as he possibly can into the corner. It's not a large cell.

"Sam didn't tell me anything." He's got his hands out, palms up, empty. Sam is— presumably the green man? If Dream expects he'll hear them? If anywhere in the whole place is being watched this cell is, but he's already letting other-him take the fall. This strategy won't survive his existence becoming common knowledge but it's okay he'll figure that out if it happens. 

(He's never actually seen Dream without the mask before? It's weird. It feels like something he shouldn't be looking at.) 

Dream without the mask: pretty scarred up. He's got green eyes and freckles and a nose that's been broken and set at least once. His hair is choppily cut in areas and burned at the tips in others.

"What are you fucking playing at!" His voice is high, almost hysterical.

There's no good answer. Literally everything he can think of to say sounds like a threat. 

"...to the best of your knowledge, are we being watched." 

"...Obviously."

That, at least, sounded like Dream. Score one for unbelievably stupid questions. 

"Cool. Hm." Sam... might or might not do anything to him. He's genuinely not sure. He notably did not ask any awkward-to-answer questions on the way in; he handed Q weapons, well-made ones from the look of them, without thinking about it. On the other hand, that's because he thinks he's other-Quackity. Breaking that illusion might not be the best of plans. 

On the other other hand, he does have to say something, and unless he feels like hitting Dream with a pair of shears(?) he's not going to be able to keep up an act as other-Quackity anyway. "Okay. Then I'm here to ask you some more unbelievably stupid questions." 

“I’m still not answering them.” If Quackity wants a sir he’ll have to ask for it. 

"That's cool." He sits down on the floor, which is not super comfortable in armor but it puts him firmly lower to the ground than Dream is. "But I think you might be underestimating how stupid they are. Why would you say you're in prison?"