Lucky squeaked in confusion and frustration. “M-me? B-but… but why? You know me better than the soldiers did, Forerunner. You know I’m not as smart, or as strong, or as brave as they think I am. You know the only reason I survived Equestria was because of Mo—because of Lightning Dust. Celestia would’ve found me and dragged me off to who knows where. You know—”