"If you want the apples to fall? Are you a farmer?" she asked curiously. She noted the brief sadness in the pony's voice. She'd be sad too if she were laid up and couldn't do any weaponsmithing. It had happened a few times before, and she always thought she'd go stir-crazy.

"Fairly well, I think," she said, in answer to the question. "I didn't lose anyone." She shook her head a moment. "I feel a little bad saying that, as if it only mattered if I'd known them. But the ship is so big..."