There were a few more batponies milling about in the room; Lunars, Stars, Rocks, and others whose castes she couldn’t yet place. Most of them seemed to just be appreciating the room as she’d like to be, though a few were having conversations or speaking to themselves while staring at the fountain or the roof. Honour noted that every actual conversation involved at least one Lunar -- and that while some of the white-clad Lunars were wearing hoods and others weren't, all of the bare-headed Lunars were mares.