The unexpected wave of longing and regret hits me full force the moment I identify it. The two share a little laugh. A brief flash of myself and Cinder laughing with each other appears in my mind’s eye, overlaid onto the scene. The purple mare gives the dragon a small hug that it returns, the two sharing a familial smile. Another flash of me and Cinder doing the same thing appears. I force myself to refocus, righting my wilted ears with a small head shake and a few blinks before anyzebra could notice and comment. And just in time, too: the group was now moving towards the castle-palace. No doubt to continue their business inside.