Scootaloo blinked, at first in surprise, then slowly into disbelief. The fact that her death was irreversible threatened to break her, but sharing how she died? She quivered, shockwaves traveling through her like earthquakes, outwardly imperceptible, but every wave rattled her insides like a child's toy in the hooves of a giant. Her breaths reduced to raspy, shaking hisses as her mind locked. T-Talk... about my death...? B-But, what if they don't believe me? I'm- I'm blaming Rainbow Dash for this...