Lucky shivered. It wasn’t impossible to see how Olivia could get that impression, given what she had learned. And there was a chance that would be what she was doing. Her plan would have bet the future of Othar (and possibly the Forerunner as well) on the hope Twilight wanted Equestria’s secrets revealed. If she was wrong… “I could bring a cyanide pill! I should probably get something like that anyway. In case they capture me at some point in the future. Anyone who goes up there should probably have one.”