She lets go after a few moments, claws clacking on my wooden floor as she returns to my room to sleep, wishing me goodnight. I sprawl on my back, staring at the ceiling. My breathing steadies, and my mind is more at rest, at least partially reassured. I suppose that gave me the courage to face the consequences of what I chose to do, whenever they come. Or I could run away to Griffonia. Wonder if Derpy was down to move.