Lucky Break considered that a long moment. She took a deep, staggering breath. “No,” she admitted. “But they need me. I don’t know for how much longer—but you’ve seen them. They don’t know how to be ponies, Lightning Dust. They need me to teach them the way you taught me.” She lowered her voice. “Not one of them can fly, Dust. Nopony can hold a fork with their hoof without dropping it. They don’t know what grass can be eaten and what will make them sick. Does that seem right to you?”