That they trusted her with such a vital role was flattering; that they didn't bother to ask first was more than a little disconcerting. After a moment, though, she realized they didn't have a lot of choice, and neither did she. The enemy airship already was visible from the sprawling town surrounding the palace tower, and the crystal ponies were edging toward panic. There was no time to spare for anything but proceeding with the wild brainstorm that, she strongly suspected, originated with Cook himself.