The ponies didn’t even look different—not physically, anyway. Their manner of dress was different, almost as though it were some more modern flavor of the typical Equestrian styles. Their cutie marks were all different—every one that was exposed looked to correspond to something technical. Martin began making various pleased sounds as she recognized some of them—but Olivia ignored that too. They had not come to learn about dead pony society as it connected to the administration of the ring. Such questions could wait for the civilian researchers, many years after safety was assured. Othar would be given a civilian administrator, and they could deal with all kinds of questions to send back to Earth.