That would make all fiction real life in some form, wouldn't it? I'd rather not think about that. [ She rubs her forehead. ]
Let's see... here we are. [ They arrive in the room Twilight's set up. There's a reading lamp and a stack of cushions in a corner. ] All free of people we actually know. Ponies, too.
And... they all made it out alive. Which is good, I think.
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Let's see... here we are. [ They arrive in the room Twilight's set up. There's a reading lamp and a stack of cushions in a corner. ] All free of people we actually know. Ponies, too.
And... they all made it out alive. Which is good, I think.