Unphased, Spike crossed his arms and gave her that look. Twilight, meanwhile, tried her best to maintain her charade by holding her breath. Sadly, it was a futile endeavour. Unable to stage her happiness any longer, she exhaled, lowered her head, and then slumped on her bottom. Her assistant, once on the attack, couldn’t have known about the inner demons she was tucking away. When he realized that he might’ve probed a bit too hard, he dropped his accusatory stance in a heartbeat. He approached the sullen alicorn and gave her a much-needed hug, which she returned gleefully.