“So you aren’t from Equestria,” he said again. “But you aren’t from the Minotaur triboj. Ili ne pensas dufoje pri preni sklavojn kaj devigi ilin labori. They don’t take care of them with good doctors. Ili ne zorgas. Se vi estus sent by griffins, I’d ask why you ne jam provintas manĝi min. Well…” He shook his head, expression full of disgust. “You’re still ponies, so I know why you wouldn’t. But still…” He looked down, staring at her.