Page felt a wave of relief flow through her; of all the things he could have asked her, it was this. "Oh no," she giggled, shaking her head. "I'm not a flare pony, just a bit more talented than most; I mean, you wouldn't believe how well you developed your telekinesis when you need to put books away on shelves three times your height and your personal flying machine isn't around." Page nuzzled Night's face with him putting on a playful pout, causing everyone to laugh.