James wasn't even mildly curious. Maybe she might've been, if this pony had visited during normal hours and expressed only kindness for her. But considering the mess he'd made of Lightning's house, considering the way he'd stared at her and was still clearly intent on getting her gear away from her... "I don't care what Dust did," she said. "She didn't break into my house and try to steal me away without even asking. When I was upset that my things were missing, she went and found them, she went out and found them!" James took a step closer to her, pressing herself to the side of Lightning's legs. She couldn't feel the mare's reassuring warmth, not through her thick armor, but she didn't need to. The message was clear enough.