Clove finished saying a few more words to the rest of the group as he finished packing up; however, once he moved on from the plan, Scootaloo pulled Kaylee aside from the group, a few metres away. She noticed Flight was following them with her eyes, but tried to ignore her; she knew the filly couldn't hear them.

"Hey, are you going to be alright with... her?" Scootaloo asked in a hushed tone, giving Kaylee a concerned look. "Like, with what she's saying? It's not right..."

Kaylee looked over at Flight, who was still eyeing the both of them curiously. "Well, I don't like it, if that's what you're asking. But... Later and Clove had a point. This wasn't exactly the best time for me to tell anypony, and I should be thanking my lucky stars that you've been as nice as you have. Yeah, I don't like it... but can I really do anything about it right now?"

"Why can't we?" Scootaloo asked. "If it makes you uncomfortable, we should be able to stop her."

Kaylee bit her lip. "Yeah, but... it might take her some time. I don't know. I just want to hold everything together until we get out of this mess."

Scootaloo nodded, shifting her hooves. "Well, if you can deal with it for a little longer, then I guess it's fine. It just... makes me mad."

"Did you... did you know ponies like me?" Kaylee asked. "Back on your planet?"

"Not personally," Scootaloo answered, "but I'd heard of them. And I'll admit I don't really understand it myself, but... it doesn't hurt me at all to call you what you'd like, so that's what I'm going to do."

Kaylee smiled. "Thanks, Scoots." She turned and looked back at the group, who were already packed up and standing together, save for Clove Hitch who was off to the side, glancing outward towards the thick of the forest, away from the top of the CDK. "Hmm... let's go."

Scootaloo nodded and followed Kaylee back over to the group.