Moondancer felt the familiar roiling in her gut that made her uneasy. The niggling voice in the back of her head telling her this is just temporary, they still think you're a hermit, and you are, aren't you? It was a feeling that wasn't uncommon to her, but still uncomfortable all the same.

The heartwarming events of the party suddenly feel sour to her, and though she's just leaving the park with a smile on her face and promises of a future ahead of her, she doesn't really think it'll last.

She hears hoofsteps approach, and she turns her head to see the sight of Twilight Sparkle, giving her a small (but knowing, much to Moondancer's fear) smile. "Hey. I thought- would you like for us to walk together back to your cottage?"