Your claws fly to your hands as you realise that that last one probably hit a little too close to home. There's an awkward silence that lasts uncomfortable long as everyone looks away, not wanting to say anything. Finally, Celestia clears her throat and continues, mercifully breezing past your faux-pas and carrying on as if it had never happened. "Unfortunately, things rather came to a head a week after it, when afterwhen after lulling her into a false sense of security, I hatched a devious plan. I now realise, looking back at it with wiser eyes, I had not thought out my cunning plan as well as I could have. And there were complications..."