We suppose not. But you may look a bit out of place without a dress, at least.
Not bad. We are planning a formal dinner for some of Our servants and advisors. You can come too, if you’d like.
Good, good. Though it turns out the traitor may not have been as traitorous as We had thought, it’s always best to be on the safe side.
And why would she be licking things? No, you know what? We’ll write it off as a crazy alien thing. We don’t even want to know…
No, We simply use the majestic plural, or ‘royal We’, because We are both majestic and royal, and it suits Us.
Hmm… So, at least in your future, the cold war We had hoped to avoid came to pass. We are hoping to be able to present Celestia with overwhelming force before We show Our hand. A ‘lightning war’ if you will.
Everypony’s a little bit speciesist. And We have no problem with zebras or griffons, as long as they don’t cause problems for Equestria. But creatures like diamond dogs cannot be permitted to remain within Equestria’s borders. They cannot be reasoned with. They don’t think like ponies, or even like griffons or zebras. They will always cause trouble, unless they are dealt with.
Well, okay. But We won’t promise We’ll get dark.
Oh, by the way, We saw Relena earlier. Why was she back to being a foal for a while?
Ah, hello. You are… *She looks at him for a moment.* Arcel, from a significant amount of time in the future. We suppose We should be surprised by this, but after Blood Moon arrived We half expected something like this to happen.
So, what future are you from? Are We queen yet?

