Huffing, you flopped back down and closed your eyes. Sorta weird that you could close your eyes in a dream, you expected to be, like, omniscient in it. "I don't know. I was mad? Stressed? Desperate?" you rambled off a list of excuses. Cracking your eye to look at Luna, although your position gave you more a look at her flank than her face, which you did not have any problems with, you threw out "I mean, I was already dragged into a world that wasn't my own with no idea as to whether I'll ever be able to go back or not, then I got kidnapped and spent a week in this shitty hive, pretty much sleep deprived, sexually harassed, and pretty much malnourished cause I can only keep so much of their food down. I know throwing Ponyville under the bus wasn't cool... I might even be willing to acknowledge throwing Twilight out there wasn't acceptable either."