From behind her came a wail. Her head whipped around and she saw Macintosh literally bounce upwards off of the cot and take in a huge breath of air. He collapsed into a heap on the cot and after letting out a series of moans like a foal having a nightmare drifted into unconsciousness. Zecora's heart rate almost doubled and a massive burst of emotion, the likes of which she never felt in all her life hit her like a club, causing her to practically stagger — a tidal-wave of joy, of relief and of that alien and yet somehow familiar sensation. She sobbed even as she reveled in it.  