"I'm ok." said, Flitter, nodding. "I feel badly for Addie." "You didn't feel like you knew here." said Brisk.
"I know.. But, imagine yourself in her hooves. Imagine you were engaged to me, and then I disappeared, and then returned with a stallion by my side..? What would you do?" she sighed.
"Exactly." said Flitter, nodding. Brisk thought about that. "Not always. I mean, I get stabbed WAY more than is healthy."
Flitter walked over to him, confused. "I mean, let's face it. This," said Brisk, comically gesturing to her wound, "isn't normal." She laughed.