“I was out of my mind, from those berries. Whatever those rumors were, they aren’t true. Excuse the outburst, just a little stressed…” The tailor thinks for a bit, then returns to making the clothes.
 
A smile comes across her face. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll just open a tab for you. It’s not like you could earn any bits without these, right? Just have to trust you…” you also hear under her breath, “and I don’t want to waste these materials…” Standing there in silence since you can’t think of anything else to say, you look at the guard. He stands there, probably just waiting until it’s over with.
 
The next several minutes are void of conversation, until you work up the nerve to apologize. “All the generosity I’ve received has taken the edge off, though I didn’t mean to seem arrogant or anything. I’m not even sure if a pony appeared on Earth that they’d be given an equal opportunity to prove they mean well.” Even if Earth doesn’t have all these apparently supernatural things, the humans would definitely make living there impossible for them. You guess you should be more thankful. “Honestly, I’m still not too scared. From my perspective you all look pretty…adorable.” The white pony giggles. “…should I be scared?”
 
A plain white shirt hovers in front of you. “The Everfree Forest is very dangerous, so you should just stay out of there. You seem like a reasonable… whatever you are, so you should be okay with us. Just know it might take awhile, not everypony is as accepting as I am. Done.” One pair of jeans floats underneath the shirt, but it seems… minimal. No belt loops, no pockets, and the front closes with two buttons. “Plain and simple, just like you asked.” Maybe you should have taken into consideration that they might not know what you believe to be normal, have to put yourself in their point of view. “The shoes will take awhile, never made something like them. I’ll work on it in my free time, come by later and we’ll see if it’s up to your standard. I would have made it more elaborate, but I appreciate you telling me the truth.”
 
Putting on the clothes under the makeshift toga, and then throwing it to the ground, you admire what you have. No underwear, socks, nor shoes, but it’s better. Never thought you would be happy to have just this. “Thank you, this means a lot to me.” You don’t know what you’re capable of yet, but you hope to repay this kindness.
 
Rarity has a look of worry. “You’re welcome, but I can’t help but wonder, what are you going to do? I might take you along for some gem hunting, but that’s only if you can hold your own… don’t want us two being helpless while searching.”
 
 
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