“Yeah, I just have several injuries, and my head hurts a lot,” I said, rolling onto my side. I siffed the air. “Stop being sad, you two,” I said sternly. “It smells unpleasant, almost as unpleasant as you two smell when you both pretend to be happy to see the griffin king, or dealing with nobles in court. I was an idiot and tried to scare an alicorn, while being fully aware that I can’t conjure up a magical shield, and I paid for it,” I rolled onto my chest, using my forelegs to drag me over until I was nose to nose with the Royal Pony Sisters. I nuzzled both of them. “I still love you both, and I’m fine; I’m still alive, aren’t I?” 