[Emile's caught off guard by that reaction. He thought he'd told her--well, no, he supposes he hadn't. Just. Kind of assumed everyone knew. Isn't this really the afterlife, no matter what the Moogles say about it being a dream world? Kat's being here should be proof enough for that.
He swallows the first, rather crude response, as it probably isn't safe for ponies. Still, what could he say that wouldn't make her more upset? That he had been ready to go? That there was no way he would have made it off that planet anyway? That it was what the Spartan-IIIs were made for?]
It was war, Rarity. A war that ain't ever coming here.
[But when she doesn't answer after a while, Emile gives a short sigh and clicks off the video feed. He'll head back to the boutique to see if she's around.]
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He swallows the first, rather crude response, as it probably isn't safe for ponies. Still, what could he say that wouldn't make her more upset? That he had been ready to go? That there was no way he would have made it off that planet anyway? That it was what the Spartan-IIIs were made for?]
It was war, Rarity. A war that ain't ever coming here.
[But when she doesn't answer after a while, Emile gives a short sigh and clicks off the video feed. He'll head back to the boutique to see if she's around.]