Applejack was nice, and an amusing reminder of home, though watching them kick apples off trees put worry in my good knee. I like her brother. Not too many other guys in town I can talk to, but I doubt he'd be down to bum it in the woods; seems like a workaholic like his sister. That bunch of kids her little sister hangs out with is trouble incarnate, but they like to bother me, which... I don't mind. They took a real liking to my woodworking, so I've made them a few things with my knife. Little wood horses, roughly based on the ponies they know, toys. Nothing amazing, but that seems to have gotten me in the Apples good graces. They like to bring me pies. I don't refuse.