This seems interesting. I'll get Agilene to join in the party.

The fallen pegasus let out a soft groan as she lay on her back. Upon sitting up and standing on all fours, the first thing that came to mind was whom she collided with. Agilene turned a bit and noticed an armored bat pony next to her. She soon realized it may be a royal guard, so as if on instinct, she apologized, "I am sorry, ma'am, for I was not aware you were near by."

AGilene watched Lamplight store Nightingale into her bag. She was doubtful whether the bag would be enough to keep her in there, but it seemed it was all Lamplight could do. "Do you think you require assistance? Otherwise, I can leave it all up to you."

Agilene nods in approval of Lamplight letting Nightingale into her inn, "If you feel that would be appropriate shelter, then do as you wish." She turns and looks left and right, figuring out where to go next. "Shall we proceed, then?"

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"I am Agilene," she responded. Looking at Lamplight's interaction with Nightingale, she was glad someone else is here to ease the filly. Still, Agilene was saddened that it was her that made Nightingale cry. At this point, she did not know how else to resolve the situation. The only thing that came to mind was finding out where Nightingale lives. "Perhaps I can lead you home. Do you know where you live?" Agilene asked the filly.

Agilene noticed Nightingale's uncomfortable expressions. It appeared to her that the filly was feeling pain as she used magic. Agilene was about to comment until she found the dragon wrapping itself around her body. Her heart continued to race as she watched it surround her. Clearly, there was no way out. Agilene stayed as still as she could, thinking that a single movement would encourage the creature to go on the attack.

Another aspect of the filly she spotted was her shimmering coat. Was there more to this little one than meets the eye? Agilene had to find out. Before she did so, however, her eyes turned to Lamplight who had asked a question she did not know how to answer. "Just hide somewhere safe," was all Agilene could say before turning her attention back to Nightingale. "You do realize you can stop whenever you want, correct? Perhaps we can talk about this like how civilized ponies do." Judging by the filly's current attitude, Agilene was not sure if she would respond politely.

As Agilene imagined the Canterlot attractions Roughshod listed out, the sound of the door opening broke her trail of thought. Was it a new customer? Her eyes darted to the bar's entrance. As she expected, a new customer has arrived. A brown unicorn wearing a green army shirt. The pegasus wondered if she had seen this one before. She shrugged, passing him off as one of those look-a-likes that are common with some ponies. Especially that army of look-a-likes she read about during a Royal Wedding a couple years ago.

She faced Roughshod, "It appears we have some company."