You took a seat—if it could be called that, as it was more akin to falling down than it was sitting—and let out a chuckle. “Well, it was more like the other way around. Everyone technically outranks me, and it’s not like I can really object, can I?” you said. A stonefaced Luna indicated that your humor was lost on her. “Eh, never mind. Think I’m good enough for the Night Guard, Princess?”