“If we were that different, why would you be helping me?” Sarah asked. She didn’t wait for Ocellus to answer. “Look, people like Celestia… I’ve met them before. They’re old, set in their ways… washed up. And all of us have the same faults—we can’t read each other’s minds, so we think they all must think like us. I think she’s projecting. Don’t let it get to your head.”