“It’s a festival, Crimson. There’s nothing for you to do here. Just… relax, I guess,” he said as he turned away. He paused and turned back. “You… do know how to relax, right? To go have fun?” It was a serious question. Given what he knew about her past and her demeanour in Skymount, Crimson had to be the least outgoing pony he had ever run into that wasn’t in the Equestrian military. She blinked at him.