A grey hoof covered Spitfire's mouth before her next rant could build any steam. "Spits, I understand you're worried for me, but I'm grown mare and a mother. I know you've taken care of me for most of your life and I'm grateful for that, but you don't have to do everything for me. Let me handle this one. If I fail, I'll learn from it and give you the right to say I told you."