"Rarity," Atchmon's tone interrupted her thoughts, and she gave him her full attention. Wanting to know what bothered her dear friend. 	"When I woke up this morning, I couldn't believe you were there, just, right there. I got up and went through the motions like I'd always done. It was like everything was just a dream, and I was so afraid that when I woke up, you wouldn't be there. And I'd be alone again... I want you to know that today's been the most fun, interesting, and most amazing day I've had in ages! It's been so unreal, I mean, you ... Rarity, you are real. Like, really real." He wanted to pet her, but stopped short, instead leaving his arm resting on the grass behind her. But to Rarity it seemed as though he'd pulled a classic stallion move. Pretending to stretch but instead resting a hoof, or in some cases a tail, behind her. Even without the actual physical contact, it was very nearly identical. 