The pony made her way over, apparently watching Sarah with fascination. She scanned her uniform, sniffing the air curiously. Like she’d noticed something unpleasant, but wasn’t quite brave enough to say. She was also completely naked; the first pony Sarah had seen who had been. “Can you, uh…” She blushed, wings fluffing briefly on her shoulders. The gesture probably meant something, but Sarah didn’t know how to read it. She could understand so very little about these alien bodies. “Ever tried to get away from something you didn’t want to do?” asked the pony, pawing at the ground.