    Rarity sat there watching the flames until the thoughts of the day's events entered her mind. Realizing she had no right to be so cross with him. True, he did violate her trust by force feeding her the eyes of a cockatrice, but that was only to save her from the misery of what would have happened if he didn't. Maybe even after all this time, he still just doesn't know how things work here. All he ever did was help her. Granted, it wasn't the help she wanted, but it was the help she needed. And what she needed to do now, was make amends. Not for fear of his ire, but as a pony who needed to set things right.