I'm sure Twilight had this all arranged, he thought. They wouldn't do anything without her orders, and she's fairly trustworthy, I hope. She can't be mad that I looked at her hoof, can she? That was a pretty petty thing to risk an incident over, and she could have not put it on the table like that if she was uncomfortable. He walked to the door; the two lead guards turned and filed out, with the remaining pair of guards keeping close to Dale's heels.