That’s good to hear. *She hugs back.*
We would hate to have you rob yourself of knowing such an awesome and perfect pony like Luna.
That’s good to hear. *She hugs back.*
We would hate to have you rob yourself of knowing such an awesome and perfect pony like Luna.
Philemon: Of course!
*He teleports himself and CD to a pocket dimension containing a mock-up of a psychoanalyst’s office, complete with a couch lined in blue velvet.*
Philemon: Please, lie down if it will make you more comfortable.
Well then, We suppose We could drop by.
Who should We expect will be there, and when should We arrive?
Philemon: Oh, any of them. If I’m going to help you I need to understand you, and hearing you talk will tell me everything I need to know.
We are entirely serious. His methods may be a bit… strange, but We have found no creature more capable of stabilising a pony’s mental state than Philemon.
You can ask, but as far as We know Our access to the castle is has been restricted by Celestia. We can teleport into Luna’s room, but can access no other part of the castle.