"M-Maybe, I dreamed about it a-and she actually created it due to the mental connection. O-Or..." Her eyes rolled over to one of the windows and she glazed to the outside world. The questioning tone in her voice disappeared like snow before the sun and got changed with a tone that was certain of everything. "Or I have truly lost my touch over time..." A deep and forced exhale left through her mouth and she left the chair she sat in as a whole. Rarity walked over to the living room where she would drop herself down on her sofa. One matter was solved but the other stood already there and knocking on her door. A thing that always had been that way for her ever since she opened the doors of her boutique. It pained her perhaps more than it should have been doing, but there was no other way for her feelings. Everything pointed to the numerous little facts as they were.