Shining Armor, meanwhile, was looking ahead with a blank stare, as if he was shell shocked. His soulless pupils had lost any semblance of life, and his overall expressionless visage told a million different horror stories. Seeing him so detached, so apathetic, so unable to react, it just wasn’t right. It wasn’t right at all. And it’s not like he was being callous or anything. Nor was it because his robust training as a captain taught him to stay cool and level-headed during the most critical times. No, rather, Twilight somehow deduced that it’s because her brother simply had no idea how to grasp... whatever it was that had rendered her family on the precipice of depression. Shining Armor’s emotional state had been cornered in an uncharted part of his brain, and he was stuck trying to find a proper response.