“Dale.” She looked at him expectantly, then back to Twilight. “Dale see.” She extended her right foreleg, which Twilight matched. She bumped her hoof against Twilight’s, leaving it there a moment before the two lowered their hooves back to the ground. “Yes.” She repeated the action, but this time they shook their hooves up and down—just like he’d been doing. “Yes.” She mimicked—as best she could without hands of her own—where he’d placed his hand. “No.” 