The artificial pony seemed to look up towards her, almost smirking. But it didn’t have most of the facial muscles that would’ve shown how a pony was feeling. Its ears didn’t move, nothing like that. “I have learned much since arriving in Equestria. That is how the Forerunner program was designed. Each of us arrives here as a small version of ourselves—programs that a few talented grad-students could write in a year. But we grow, we expand, we adapt. I have adapted to life in Equestria.”