"Yes," she hisses at his question, her tail flicking from side to side like a whip. She can tell he really is scared of her, but after everything he's done, she can't be bothered to be particularly sympathetic.

At his refusal she bobs her head again, once, in annoyance. "What do you mean? You have wings." She stomps a hoof impatiently. "I am not going to ask a second time."