Now the changeling was the one smiling. He rose to his hooves, lifting the gun in his magic and pacing slowly behind her. “See, that’s the trouble with your story, isn’t it? It’s always somewhere else. There could be proof for this outlandish theory waiting on the surface… or maybe it’s a trap, and you’re going to capture us and try to learn how to get an army here. Maybe you’re a Celestial agent.”