"Of course." Barnon interrupts, wrapping his arms around the purple pony. Not even a split second of hesitation, he's already sliding off the stool, sitting behind her and pulling her close. "As long as you need me to, I'll wait as long as it takes; until the sun burns out, waiting as I watch as the universe forges a new one. For you, I'd find a way to wait forever." Barnon whispers.