Cozy looks at the other filly's back in surprise as she goes on, voice growing quieter. "And if you can get a pony to question something fundamental, one of the pillars they built themselves upon, they'll fall apart, and let you build them back up in anyway you want." The room grows deathly silent as Cozy stares wide-eyed at the filly, the silence only broken when Green exhales loudly and hunches in on herself. "Just... go to bed, Cozy, and stop asking questions. Just think of puppies or something."