Starla's mouth contorts as she processes how to answer. "It... kinda was isolation like Midnight, I guess. From what she's told me, they had open areas for the ponies where she came from. I don't believe my lab was like that," she slowly responds while scouring her memory. "I recall other ponies from time to time... I guess in passing. But regardless, I think my isolation was mainly due to my front legs. I really couldn't walk – someone came up with a two-wheeled dolly or wheelchair of sorts for my front legs so I could move. But I still need help into that contraption, and it still made me a bit of a liability."