Instead of going back up to stage and taking his seat, he remained where he was, standing with the crowd. Fleur sat down in the back, leaving an empty seat between herself and Twilight Sparkle, which would serve as a reminder to everypony in the audience that he was with them. Sky Dream had accused him of mingling with crowds as a political tool, but he'd never seen it that way. If he wanted to know what the common mare thought, the only way to find out was to ask her. And he'd met the most wonderful ponies that way. Good, salt-of-the-earth, hardworking ponies who didn't have a political agenda. Ponies who didn't talk about doing things, but just did them.