Olivia shook her head again. She suddenly realized exactly why the pink pony sounded so familiar to her—she was the one who had been wearing the armor. The one who had captured her. Her name was Starlight. This was Equestria. Olivia was going to be interrogated, they would extract the location of Othar, then kill everyone and everything that mattered to her. “What do you want?” she asked, stumbling over the Eoch words one at a time. But she could at least say simple sentences. Some of Lucky Break’s lessons had stuck.