She paused and looked at Narrowleaf. "Well. We've figured it out." She walked over and looked at Narrow seriously. "Why do you think she sacrificed herself? There were two reasons."
"I don't know... Wh-why?" Narrowleaf said wiping tears away with his hoof. "Same reason I killed myself for her?"
Flitter looked at the ceiling. "The first reason, was a combination. She loves both of you. Simple enough." She took a deep breath. "Then... she thought that if she could rid the world of herself, you two would be happier. Not having her around."
"Wh-why would... she th-think that... I..." Narrowleaf tried to say. "I'd feel... horrible... I'd... kill myself, too..."
"She knew it might take a while. But soon, she reasoned that you guys would forget. Find somepony else."
"I heard you say something about Brisk's plans, Flitter... Tell me... What plans does she have?!!" Narrowleaf said, clearly angry.
"I thought you said something... S-sorry." Narrowleaf mumbled. (Sorry, fell asleep. Keyboards make good pillows, apparently. Not joking. Had a GREAT sleep.)
"Ummm....no offense but are you two real? I know it's a silly question but honestly at this point i don't know whats real or not." Crimson spoke monotoned expecting the same result. He has been travelling alone for so long that everytime he hears the voice of a pony he rushes to the source to find nothing there.
"My name is Crimson-Hand. Though I prefer just crimson if you don't mind. I'm honestly surprised that you haven't faded from my mind yet. That must mean two things: either i've completely lost it," Crimson spoke those last words with a chuckle, "or your real? If you don't mind may I ask your name?" Crimson looked at the pony suspicously.
"My name's Narrowleaf. How much of our conversation did you hear?" Narrowleaf responded as he wiped a tear from his eye.
(I'm Back ) Seeming to be the only one noticing the pony watching from around the corner Blazin' was not surprised by Crimson's appearance, "Why hello there Crimson, My name's Blazin'."
"None really, I just heard voices that sounded like other ponies so I rushed over. Narrowleaf right? Hmmm...." Crimson walked up and poked the pony in the shoulder feeling his solid body. "Sorry about that just making sure this wasn't some big trick by my mind. Well I'm glad to see I'm not the last one left. So what are your plans Narrow, if you don't mind me asking?" Crimson backed up a few steps and looked calmly at the pony.
