Derpy sighs, looking between the two of us. With hesitation, her gaze slowly shifts, staring up again. I follow her stare -- the rainbow blur of a particularly memorable pony is visible, darting in and out of the clouds. For a second, I was worried it might off put her; but I think I see a twinkle of a competitive side of Derpy that I haven't seen before. Her wings are twitching, nose glued to the same directions as Rainbow Dash. Even when she isn't visible, Derpy's stare matches her, right in the right place whenever she peeks out from the cloud. Derpy's still got that little bit of a spark in her.