"Uh...huh..." Applejack replied blandly to the filly's statement about not having a cutie mark related to... whatever it was she said she could do. Working with metal? Something like that. Then, after Brash mentioned her talent being everything, Applejack rose a brow at the filly yet again, just staring skeptically at her for a moment before looking back towards the barn she was leading them to. "Ah'll, uh, hafta take yer word fer that, pipsqueak. How'd you figger out you were good at 'maintainin' or upgradin' metallic tools' then, if yer so against the idea o' that bein' yer talent?"