"I'm not a good pony!" Night shouted, pushing himself upright and unable to hold back his tears. "I've killed so many ponies in the last few days and I've not felt a single ounce of guilt or shame! I nearly killed the mare I loved and drove away the one person that cared for me! I nearly destroyed the world because I couldn't care about other people! I nearly fucked over everything when I was tempted to run back home! How is that a good pony‽ TELL ME HOW I AM A GOOD PONY‽" he shouted with his chest heaving before he collapsed, crying uncontrollably. "I'm such a horrible, horrible pony."