"Oh dear, dear little Bartholomew," says Frank, setting his jaw. He takes Sadie's hand and squeezes it gently. He must be strong, both for Sadie and for the little pony. "It was our own mistake to give you a breakable when you haven't got opposable thumbs. I blame myself. We should have just fed you from the bottle, as originally planned! Damn my overzealousness!!" He slaps his forehead grudgingly.