“There’s… no way?” Martin asked, her voice tentative. “I would… like to send a warning, if I could. I have a friend who might put herself in danger. We might be seeing her pretty soon if I can’t warn her not to do what I did. Except… she doesn’t have a cutie mark.” Her expression darkened a little, the first twinges of fear appearing. “We might not see Melody at all if she dies, Olivia. Melody, or… anyone else without a cutie mark. Thank God I got mine…”