She loses her balance and catches herself while doing her best to avoid eye contact. Panic strikes her features and she desperately elbows and pulls at her wings to get them to deflate. She's incredibly flushed and it looks like she’s trying to shrink from your presence. Applejack’s voice comes back to you clear as day. She’s fond of you. You smile wider as the true meaning of the words becomes apparent. The fluttering heart in your chest distracts you from the absurdity of it all.