Celestia turned and caught the polychromatic pegasus in a brutal stare.  “Miss Dash,” Celestia stated in a tone eerily reminiscent of a mother scolding a young foal,  “do you know why he attempted to take his own life?”  The room was dangerously quiet.  Dash didn’t answer but cringed under Celestia gaze.  “He did it because he was afraid of damaging this world.  That alien, who has no stake in this dimension, was willing to die to keep you safe.  That is more than I can even say for most of my own subjects.  You would do well to remember that.” 