She rested one hoof on his shoulder, forcing him to meet her eyes. He wasn’t wearing the translation headset, and her Eoch was only passable. Explaining the technical side was going to be impossible. “Our civilization has magic. Somewhere deep underground, we have… spirits. Lots and lots of spirits, without bodies. We’re waiting to give them bodies. We hadn’t found a stallion before, so we didn’t know how to make them. But then you came along, and we learned how. We made three stallions. They have different minds inside them, different memories, but they look exactly like you.”