                Oh dear, here it comes. The supposedly friendly travelling companion banter. "Yes." I began, suddenly realizing I was being overly cautious. This is what 'nice ponies' do all the time, after all. Sharing food and chewing the hay together with strangers is no big deal to them. "This is Willow." I said, raising my eyes up towards the filly hiding in my mane. "Say hello, Willow."