“Okay. Progress report! It’s been about uhhh…” He put on his best air pilot voice, speaking into his wrist on his hoof. “According to the sky, one day. In other news, I have found out I have a horn. Therefore making me a unicorn. Uhhh, hold on.” He sneezes into his own wrist, it is cold. “Sadly I can’t be a pretty pegasus, but a unique unicorn will do.” 