He opened the door and gestured to the corridor beyond. The girls hadn’t moved at first, looking over at Twilight, whose face was still downcast, with only the crackling of the fire to fill the silence. Then the first hooves hit the floor. Applejack had left the couch and began walking towards the door, Rainbow Dash following after her. The first two ponies’ faces were nakedly disapproving. Dash’s was hostile; the yellow mare’s face was sad. Pinkie was smiling, mostly trying to cheer up her compatriot. Rarity’s face was studiously neutral as she followed the princess, who had been trailing behind.