Every creature in the throne room stared silently at her with a mix of wonder and shock. Not because she asked that, but because of the tone she used to say it (although many of them were still partially deaf after having the 'dog' roar mere meters away from them).

Usually the alicorn would use a warm tone when speaking directly to her subjects, but this time, she simply asked what was happening in a normal tone. No, forget that, she was using an authoritative tone! It wasn't a new thing for Luna and the others (especially Luna, Twilight and Discord, since they were the ones who interacted with her the most and were her sister, her star pupil and former archenemy, actual annoyance respectively), but most citizens of Canterlot had barely heard her like that through most of their lives. There had been times of course, but those had been rare, and Celestia hadn't been accompanied by a draconic alien and a canine beast in those occasions either. Nonetheless, all of the ponies in the crowd still bowed in the presence of their beloved princess.

“Well?” Said Celestia again in the same tone, this time looking right at Chancellor Neighsay and Queen Novo. “I'm waiting for an answer.” She said before walking towards the throne, followed by Praeratus and Cyranus.

Novo was the first one to shake off her stupefaction.

“This moron here” She said while pointing at Neighsay. “wanted to imprison me and Skystar just because of a I went a little overboard with Twilight when she tried to steal the Pearl of Transformation, something that you know already and yet he isn't willing to forget.”

“Of course I'm not willing to forget and forgive! Your Majesty, Queen Novo would have drowned Princess Twilight and the Elements just because the princess was in a hurry and couldn't ask properly for her pearl!”

“Great, here we go again.” Said Discord in an annoyed tone. “At least it won't be two hours of hearing an idiot giving a stupid speech about imprisoning a super powerful alien.”

Celestia would have retorted to Neigshay with something among the lines of 'even princesses make mistakes', but Praeratus beat her to it.

“Are you that stupid?” He said with an incredulous tone. “Twilight should have waited for Novo to give her that pearl or whatever it is instead of nearly getting her and her friends killed by stealing it! I would have killed her too if I had invited her and her friends to my home for dinner only for her to grab something that I love without my permission.”

“And who are you to criticize the Princess Twilight!? She's the alicorn princess of Magic!” Exclaimed Neighsay.

“Am I supposed to care about that? To me she's just a random girl who, accidentaly or not, has made things worse than they already were and making my job harder!”

This made Twilight look down in sorrow, knowing that he was utterly right about that. Celestia walked to the poor girl and hugged her alongside her friends, but this didn't make her feel better.

“Also, who are YOU to criticize me, Neighsay!” Replied Praeratus. “I've done nothing but save your city from a power hungry maniac despite having no real motive for doing so aside from stopping him from freeing the monsters, destroy an entire horde of insane beasts instead of going after the creatures, and actually risk my life to save your princess from one of the monsters that I would have already killed if not for Twilight shooting one with my rifle and spooking them all because of some stupid reason!”

“I was curious about how it could fire lasers...” Said Twilight.

“Most of the time curiosity kills the cat, and only the cat. This time it will kill the cat, the dog, the horses and the entire fracking planet unless I kill it first.” Replied Praeratus in a monotone voice without even lookin up at her, making Twilight feel even more miserable. The others didn't know what to say to comfort her.

“It's Chancellor Neighsay to you dra-wait, how do you my name when we just met?”

“I saw you leading a crowd inside the palace while inspecting the city to evaluate the damage, and if you call me a dragon...” He said in an ominious tone, making those present step back a little, expecting to see the unicorn lose his head. “I'll ignore you because that's a compliment to me.”

Neighsay, Celestia and everyone else stared at Praeratus in bewilderment, baffled at both what he said and the way he said it.

“I thought he would disintegrate Neighsay with a snap of his fingers or something. I mean, it's not like he would had deserved it, but he would had it coming.” Discord whispered to the girls, earning nods from the group.

“What.” Said Praeratus in an annoyed tone to the assembled ponies. “Dragon is a compliment where I come from, and frankly I was getting annoyed at how many times I've been called that since I've came here, especially since I don't resemble a dragon at all: I don't breathe fire, I don't possess scales, tail, wings, cold blood or slitted eyes, I didn't hatch from an egg, I urinate and I'm not even a reptile. Hell, I'm pretty sure that I'm closer to a pony than to a lizard.”

“Well, to be fair, you don't look like a mammal either.” Starlight said.

“I'm a synapsid, a class of reptile-like living beings with mammalian features like warm blood and sweat glands.” He turned back to Neighsay. “Now answer me dammit!” He screamed the last part at Neighsay, scaring the crowd again, even though it was more like a loud demand than an actual roar.

“I'm the Chancellor and head of the Equestria Education Association, I answer only to royalty, not some alien beast!” Exclaimed Neighsay before turning to the two nearby guards. “Guards, seize him!” He ordered them, not realizing that the 'royalty' he served was right behind him. Nor remembering that the 'alien beast' had both a bad temper and power.

The moment the guards stepped forward Praeratus grabbed them telekinetically and pulled them towards him, grabbed them by the head and glared at them right in the eyes (although one by one because he was one-eyed).

“You are the first mooks I've seen on this planet that obey an order despite clearly wanting to get away from a threat. In another instance I would consider this admirable, but you are a bunch of specieist zabs, so...” With that he threw them to the ground; inmediatly the two stallions stood up and ran back to their posts, not caring about the order of the Chancellor. Snorting, the former Centurion turned to Neighsay. “Well, as you can see, your 'guards' can't do anything when it comes to actual threats.” This made everyone behind them minus Celestia nod in agreement, even Rainbow Dash, although neither Praeratus nor Neighsay saw it. “And it appears that your primitive, backwards brain can't get that maybe, just maybe, pissing off an alien in possession of an advanced ship housing an entire arsenal and who has done what your princess couldn't-” He then stopped and looked up at said princess. “No offense, Celestia.”

“None taken. And thank you for not injuring my guards. Well, not these two at least.” She replied with a smile, which he happily returned. As much as he hated moronic lawkeepers like those guards, he simply couldn't kill them, they were simply following orders. That said, if they kept acting like obnoxious cops, he would resort to more 'drastic' measures (much more drastic than slamming them.

“You're welcome.” He said to her before frowning (and missing Celestia's own frown) and glaring back at Neigshay. “Well, where was I? Ah right, maybe pissing off an alien who has done what your princess couldn't, which is taking out the Storm King and killing a magic-proof, incredibly dangerous monster with his bare hands is a bad idea.”

“You're dangerous!”

“Exactly, which is why you should shut the frack up before you end up doing something that you will regret: magic is useless against me, all magic, no matter if its from you, or Celestia, or anyone else; it simply won't work against me. And many of you are physically threatening and dumb as rallati, except they are animals and have the excuse of not being sapient beings. You don't.”

Rallati, singular rallatus, were a genus of flightless bird common across the galaxy, known for their fearless aggresivity despite their lackluster appearance (basically what happened when a pidgeon did the deed with a duck) and size (the heaviest weighed barely more than fifty pounds). They were considered verming in most of the Confederation due to their reproduction rate and, although they could be tamed with some patience and good care, most ended up shot or served at restaurants (they were mostly feathers and skin, but therawyrm considered them a delicacy if served with bleach).

“On the other hand” He said while turning towards to Novo (and ignoring Fluttershy, who had her arm raised like she were a student in class). “, you realize that Twilight is, as I've been told, quite powerful in the magic department and may have decided to use more desperate means to get that pearl right? Like... where do you live exactly?”

“The City of Hippogriffia, in Mount Aris, but hid with my daughter and my subjects in Seaquestria, using our Pearl of Transformation to turn into seaponies. Why are you asking me that” Asked Novo, not completely getting what Praeratus was trying to get at.

“Then imagine for a moment that Twilight, desperate to get that Pearl, encompasses your city in a dome, drains the water still inside and dispels the dome; the water rushes in at neckbreaking speeds and, since Seaquestria it's probably at the bottom of the sea where pressure it's at its strongest, pushing the already fast water at maybe even supersonic speeds, and given that even jumping in a pool in a bad position can result in broken bones...” He trailed off, but Novo's face of dawning horror (and Skystar's and Twilight's for that matter) made clear what she was thinking about: the purple alicorn had the opportunity, the power and the reason to practically destroy Seaquestria.

“Hey!” Cried Rainbow Dash in anger even though she couldn't fully move yet, prepared to defend her friend. “Twilight would never do that! Sure she stealed that thing without even consulting us and betrayed our trust, but that doesn't mean she would destroy an entire realm just to get a thing when she can ask for it!”

“Yeah!” Agreed Applejack

“Rainbow Dash is right! She wouldn't do something so horrible!”

Twilight and Celestia smiled at their words. Praeratus, on the other hand...

“That's not the point, though.”

“Then what is it!” Exclaimed the group.

“The point is that you are already trusting someone that is powerful enough to wreck an entire city and massacre its population if she wanted to. Four counting Celestia, Luna and Discord.” This made Neighsay scoff.

“I would never trust a creature whose only goal in life is to cause chaos and make ponies' lives miserable!”

“Also” Interrupted Celestia.

“Hey, I don't do that anymore!” Complained Discord before thinking it over. “Well, sometimes I do, but I don't try to hurt ponies. Or at least nice ones.” He said without realizing that Praeratus' frown deepened. In fact, of the creatures present, only Celestia saw it, which made her wonder about why he did that and worry about what he might do.

“And yet you still fear and distrust someone who is trying his damnest to save you from ten invincible, bloodthirsty monsters that are essentially invincible and that can turn people into berserkers by just looking at them, to the point that I nearly died if not for Cyranus!” Raged Praeratus.

“Because you're not a pony!” Replied Neighsay with conviction, making everyone present gasp in shock.

Praeratus' frowned even further if that were possible before he turned to the crowd.

“Get out, all of you.”

“Why would we obey some alien!” Exclaimed one of the assembled nobles.

Soon, the entire crowd was insulting Praeratus and Cyranus.

Praeratus turned slowly and glared at them. If looks could kill, there wouldn't have been anything left of the crowd, not even the ashes. He was that pissed.

“Because of this.” Praeratus' eyes were covered in the familiar purple aura that the natives of Equus that knew him had associated him with. The crowd was invaded by a deep feeling of fright and promptly ran out of the throne room screaming in horror, leaving Praeratus and the others alone. The therawyrm then grabbed the gates of the hall and closed them with enough strength to crack them at the hinges.

“That's going to be a pain in the flank to repair you know.” Quipped Luna, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work.

Praeratus looked at her, but to the relief of the Princess of the Night his gaze was more of annoyance than anger.

“You are a princess, are you not? Just ask someone to fix it.” He replied before turning again to Neighsay. “So, that's the real problem. Is not that I'm powerful enough to wipe out an entire city by glancing at it and willing to hurt your princesses, but that I'm not a damn pony.” He growled.

“That should be obvious! Other creatures shouldn't be trusted by ponies! They're a danger to Equestria, no matter if they reform or change their ways!” He was obviously talking about dragons and changelings, since the first had always looked down at ponies with contempt (although without actually attacking Equus) and the latter had actually attacked Equestria twice in the past.

“But does that mean that I can trust ponies?” Replied Praeratus.

“With what?” Asked Twilight.

“Do you girls want to be uplifted?”

“Uplifted? What does that mean?”

“Uplifting is basically raising an species to the Faster-Than-Light space stage without having to pass through several hundreds, if not years of social and technological evolution.”

“Why would we want to be tainted by alien influence?”

“I cannot explain it better, but I can say this: giving you laser cannons and coilguns would help a lot in regards of the 'demons'; heck, even simple gunpowder weapons would help, or at least actual ones. And that's not counting medicine, robotics, vehicles, renewable energy... and of course, spacecraft capable of using Faster-Than-Light engines.”

“Woah...”

“Would you uplift us?” Asked Twilight in an excited, hoping that Praeratus would tell her something in the lines of 'wait until you're worthy' or something like that.

Instead, he looked at her with an annoyed expression.

“No way in hell.”

“Why not?” Asked Celestia.

“First, most of the Confederation members take a dim view to uplifting because of a... previous experience involving a primitive species, so we decided to simply monitor the advancement of any pre-space age worlds we found." He was, of course, talking about the Zaurak Principate and their obsession with uplifting primitives. "Second, even if I were allowed to uplift you you would need to unify Equus first because this is the first case of a planet inhabited by multiple species that aren't even in the same genus. And third, as far as I know most ponies are either xenophobic assholes or cowardly creatures that don't deserve any trust with technology, with you as the exceptions.” He said, visibly angry when he said the last statement.

“We need that technology to defend ourselves from our enemies! You are beholden for for bringing the demons here!” Cried Neighsay. Praeratus simply glared at him.

“You said 'why would we want to be tainted by alien influence' literally mere seconds ago! And if you say taht the demons being here it's fault again, I'LL RAPE YOUR MIND AND MAKE YOU EAT YOUR GUTS WITH YOUR BARE HANDS, AND MAKE YOU ENJOY IT!” He roared, with so much strength that Neighsay was pushed back. He then said in a much calmer tone: “Besides, given what you're saying you barely coexist with other species!”

“Hey! We live with other creatures just fine!”

“Praeratus, that wasn't nice! My ponies may not trust other races but-” Began to say Celestia before Praeratus interrupted her with.

“Celestia, they're not children.”

“W-hat?” Stuttered Celestia, beffudled by his response.

“They're not children.” Repeated Praeratus, staring at her with an irritated look. “I know they're your subjects and that you love them, and I respect that, who can't? But they're not little children, they're- is anyone here below twenty?” He asked, earning a raised arm from Skystar. “Thanks.” He turned back to Celestia. “They're adults, not children, treat them as such.”

“I'm older than most ponies you know. They're essentially children to me, and I help them when they come for me to help and need me.”

“And I'm older than most non-therawyrms and yet if someone throws a cake to my face I don't laugh it off, I scream at their face if it's they're old for their species and knock their teeth out if it they're young enough to survive it, and that's when I'm in a good mood! And if they come for me to help, it's because there's a monster causing enough trouble to be a problem to the local peacekepers, but not enought to warrant a tank platoon!”

“Hey!” Cried Rainbow Dash. “Who are you to speak to the princess like that!”

“And who would react like that to a delicious cake to the face! Are you allergic to cakes?” Replied Pinkie Pie while somehow getting to his face. The ponies expected him to shove her away, but his reaction surprised them.

“Girl” Said Praeratus, putting his hands on her shoulders and looking at her right in the eyes. When he spoke again, Celestia swore she heard pain on his voice. Not grim stating nor resignation, actual sorrow. “, sometimes people don't like cakes. I'm not allergic, but I don't like cakes. Not at all.”

“But why not!?” Cried Pinkie Pie, probably wanting him to say something. He simply stared at her.

“I'm not going to tell you. And please, if you're only going to talk about cakes, just stay quiet please.”

Pinkie, with her mane deflated, saluted him and returned to her previous spot. Praeratus, who missed Celestia's gloomy face, glared back at the cyan pegasus.

“As for you... who is she for me to speak to her like she's better when she's not? And I'm not talking about what I said before about doing what she couldn't. She's just a princess in a planet which is probably full of them.”

“A princess that raises the sun-”

“A tiny sun smaller than your planet, which for the record is not exactly big. In fact, I know of at least three psionics that can do Celestia's job just as well, if not better. Hell, those same psionics could move the sun, the moon and the planet at the same time.” The truth was that he wasn't so sure about that (the star and the moon might have been small enough to move for an emerald psionic, at leat to a point, but moving a planet was another thing altogether, and affecting three celestial bodies at the same was outright impossible even for emerald psionics), but he wanted to see how well would they react to the possibility of three powerful 'magic-users' that weren't even from their world and capable of controlling minds, burst entire cities to flame, and similar.

“Yeah, right!” Scoffed Rainbow Dash.

Praeratus couldn't believe that somebody could be so thick (he could have used peitax, which was a much worse Kharan insult, to describe her behaviour, but the stupid horse hadn't reached that point. Yet)! Was she so narrow-minded to not believe what he said? Or maybe it was just the fact that it came from the mouth of the one who broke her wings? It was probably of combination of the two, but he didn't care.

“'Yeah, right' what?”

“Uh!?” She probably wasn't expecting him to keep talking to her.

“I said 'Yeah, righ' what? I don't think you're that stupid, but just to make clear, I'm a damn alien! I came here on a starship, and therefore I saw with my own eyes that your celestial bodies are tiny!”

“Why should we believe you, uh!? You just said it, you're an alien!” Retorted Rainbow Dash, angering Praeratus. Naturally this worried the others, who had seen (or head of) first hand what happened to her when he got angry, wondering if Praeratus 'beating' did something with her head.

Fortunately, she didn't actually attack him.

“Why should-!” Began to scream Praeratus before calming down. “You know what, I think I'm getting angry just by talking to you. From now on you'll stay quiet like the good ignorant alien you are.”

“HEY! I'M NOT GOING TO LISTEN TO SOME-!”

'I'm not asking, I'm ordering! SHUT THE FRACK UP BEFORE YOU FORCE ME TO DO SOMETHING YOU WILL REGRET!' Shouted Praeratus directly to ther brain, eyes covered in a purple glow. The angry pegasus became scared stiff at his terrifying visage, and did as she was ordered. She had faced bad guys before, and most if not all of them had been dangerous of their own (Chrysalis, Sombra, Garble and his friends, various monsters, Tempest Shadow and some more). Unlike Praeratus, though, they were obviously evil, whereas he simply looked intimidating, and had been angry nearly all the times she had seen him (and as much as he hated to admit it, he had a reason to be angry at her). The fact that he was (again, despite her hating it) a 'good guy' just made it worse. What hero broke wings and threatened to tear your brain just for speaking your mind?

(While all of this was happening, Cyranus was laying on the floor with his head on his paws and watching the sapients scream at each other. Aside from the big white one, who had slept on his house, and the small yellow one, who for some reason was trying to get his attention, none of them interested him in the slightest at the moment, and unless Praeratus asked him or the freaky aliens did something, he wouldn't intervene.)

Satisfied with Rainbow Dash obedience, Praeratus turned back to the now silent and partly terrified group.

“Where's Spike?”

Instantly, Celestia's gloom evaporated. She surprised Twilight by grabbing her the shoulders and looking at her with a worried, nearly manic expression.

“I want to know-no, I NEED to know where and how's Spike!”

Twilight (and the others for that matter) was understandably freaked out by the way her former mentor asked her about the purple dragon and by the fact she was shaking her rather violently.

“H-hes sleeping at my parent's house with the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Also I think my brain is moving inside my skull.” She replied, muttering the last part.

Celestia let go of Twilight's shoulders and gave a sigh of relief.

“Princess, why are you so worried for Spike?” Asked Starlight. Instead of receiving an answer from the diarch, she got it from Praeratus.

“She had a nightmare.” Said Praeraus, making the others (especially Luna, for obvious reasons) look at him in shock. “One involving Spike and the bioweapons probably.”

“Praeratus!” Cried Celestia in a mix of anger and embarrasment.

“What? You need help with it, and I'm not exactly a therapist.”

Celestia sighed, but then realized something.

“How do you know that it had Spike and the monsters?”

“Well, I just saw you grab Twilight and shake her like a maraca.” Replied Praeratus in a somewhat humorous tone.

Celestia blushed and looked away from Praeratus. How could she be so forgetful AND foolish?

“Also “Continued Praeratus, but this time in a more serious tone. “I believe you also forgot that you woke up screaming.” 'Which is still pretty damn weird to me' He thought.

Everyone stared at Celestia in shock. The poor alicorn, already used to being watched all day by thousands of ponies and smile back at them, was unable to look straight at them in the eyes.

“It's just... in my nightmare, the monsters arrived in Canterlot just like that book and began killing everypony when they got out. And then...” She said before and breaking down and crying her heart out, still disturbed by what happened to Spike in her nightmare.

Naturally, this worried her sister and her former pupil, the former because somepony had a nightmare and she couldn't do anything for it, the latter because it was the first time she saw Celestia act like that, and both because Celestia had a nightmare. They (and the others, sans Neighsay) inmediatly crowded around the alicorn to comfort her.

“Sister, what happened to Spike in your nightmare?”

“Luna, let your sister be.” Said Praeratus in an authoritative tone, angering her and her friends.

“I'm the princess of the night and dreams, and I have found out that my sister had a nightmare!” She cried while glaring at him alongside her friends. They all regreted it when he glared back. All of them (even Discord, who was arguably the most powerful creature on the room) felt like they insulted a natural catastrophe. The fact that, at that distance, they could see that Praeratus had indeed a surprisingly normal eye (no slitted pupil, no freaky colours, just a white sclera surrounding a black iris) only helped to scare them more.

“And I'm a eleven hundred thirty nine motherfracker that was already wiping out terrorist cells and exterminating monsters when your civilization was even more primitive than it already is. I may not be a therapist, but I know what trauma is when I see it.” Hell, he still had a trauma trigger from the Hegemony war, as much as he hated to admit it: the few times he had seen a member species of the Hegemony after the war, he always attacked (and killed) the poor devil thinking they were enemy troops. And cakes, but only if he didn't see them coming. “And crowding around someone who had never had a similar experience before doesn't help at all.”

“You talk as if you know how to deal with traumatized ponies.”

“I fought in a damn war with mind-controlling frackers, biological weapons, giant monsters and real weapons, of course I know how to deal with those who had suffered!” Snarled Praeratus.

“Are you sure?” Asked Luna, her arm over Celestia's shoulder.

“Girl, through eight hundred years I've seen thousands, tens of thousands of soldiers either breaking down or stare off into space after watching their friends die in front of them in horrible ways!” He replied angrily, remembering very well those same soldiers he described and the ways their friend died:

gibbed into chunks of meat, incinerated or ripped apart by gunfire, eaten alive by of various shapes and sizes, crushed into nothing...

“From the way you speak, I gather that you know how to comfort somepony that has been through the same thing, am I right?” Sassed Queen Novo.

'Damn it' Thought Praeratus when she said that. I wasn't that she was wrong, it was that the only way he knew to comfort people aside from giving inspiring speeches (something he was rusty after not doing it for hundreds of years) or simple small talk was...

Praeratus sighed, approached the now sobbing Celestia and, to the amazement and shock of the onlookers (especially Luna, Twilight and Neighsay, although the last one was more angry than amazed), gently lifted her up her from her throne, and hugged her tenderly, with her head on his chest (with her horn over his shoulder so that it didn't poke out his eye) and his arms holding her back with care.

He hadn't held someone like that since that day, a long time ago. Sometimes, he dreamt she was still there.

He had to stop himself from tearing up in front of the locals, he didn't want to speak about his personal life with such inquisitive creatures.

After a few minutes of hugging Praeratus, Celestia stopped sobbing, calmed by the powerful heartbeat of the therawyrm. She looked up at him, with her eyes still watery but this time she had a smile adorning her face.

“T-thank you.” She sniffled while smiling. “I needed that.”

“You're welcome.” He smiled back, earning a blush of all things from the white alicorn.

“Well.” Continued Celestia, now properly calmed. “I believe we should talk with Praeratus about what can we do about-” She was interrupted by the sound of someone knocking at the gates.

“Who might they be?” Wondered Rarity.

'Didn't I scare all of them? Or maybe I'm still rusty with the mind influencing thing.'

Celestia used her magic to open the gates and let the ones who called enter.

It was Spike, accompanied by three young girls: a yellow earth ponie with a red mane, a white unicorn with a mane of two shades of fuchsia, and an orange pegasus with a purple mane. Praeratus could see that the 'cutie marks' of the girls resembled each other by a good margin, which was interesting given that all the cutie marks he had seen until then were unique.

“Guys, we saw a sci-fi thingy just like one of my comics right in front of the castle!" Said the young dragon in an excited tone while running towards the throne with the three girls. "There was also this one huge crowd of scared ponies running out as if scared of-" He said before noting Praeratus and Cyranus' presence. "Praeratus, is that-uh!?”

Spike was interrupted by a gold-coloured magical aura surrounding him, which then lifted him up and brought him to Celestia, who inmediatly embraced the confused little dragon and hugged him with all her might (and unknowingly putting his head on her large bosom).

“Princess, I can't breathe!” Exclaimed the young dragon while trying to get his head out of the princess' breasts... by pushing said breasts away.

Celestia realized what she did and blushed, letting Spike move, although still keeping him on her lap.

“Ahem, sorry Spike.” She said while looking away from the confused dragon with a sheepish smile, who after recovering his breath looked behind him and smiled when he saw the man who saved his surrogate sister.

“Hi there Praeratus! I didn't thank you for saving Twilight, and don't worry, I know that you were mad at her when you, well, you know!”

“You're welcome kid.” Smiled the former Centurion before ruffling the boy's head affectionately. He was he first local he helped after all. He then looked back at Celestia. “Well, I have a few things to say, but I rather do it in safer place to talk?”

Before Celestia could speak, Luna blurted out:

“I know just the perfect place!”

Here's a new chapter for you. And if you think that Praeratus' way of comforting Celestia's is not how it works, it's because of two reasons: one, it eases the romance, and two, I don't know how to deal with trauma in an accurate way.