'He's leaving it up to me even after we've gone so far!? Do I want to- No; of course I do! But we're both so dirty, and the setting is so beautiful, and... he's waiting for me. A mare would have to be insane, or incredibly picky to not take a stallion up on such an offer... But he isn't a stallion...' Rarity took a breath and dashed away all her fears and worries. This is it, isn't it? The part in the story where the heroine professes her feelings to her true love, and then they...' Rarity swallowed her nervousness.