"He's definitely not a normal pony, you saw how well he's handled all of this, he barely even reacted to my hoof. And they could find us again any time now, we don't have time to argue about this." She explains quickly with zero patience, before looking back to me. "It's a matter of life and death, can you help us? Please?" She's basically pleading with me at this point, she even has a slightly pleading look.