“Okay, mind telling me where she works?” The sooner you get clothes, the better. The guard motions you toward the door, maybe it’s time to leave?
 
As you take a few steps, Redheart speaks up. “If you need anything medical, ask for me. I don’t know when a human is supposed to change their bandages, but I’ll be here for you.” With a smile and a wave, you make your way out. Having to duck under the doorways, and being careful not to hit anything on the ceiling. Walking through the halls, the ponies that see you react in various ways, and move out of your path when near. Exiting the hospital, breathing fresh air and feeling the earth under your soles, a few questions come to mind…
 
First is, you have no money… or even if they use currency. “She probably doesn’t work for free, does she? Speaking of that, what do you use for money?”
 
“Bits.” The guard continues walking as you keep pace beside him. Your stride is longer than his, so you have to slow down a bit from normal.
 
“…well, I don’t have any bits. Can I sell my body for science, since it seems Twilight is as interested as she is? I might have to volunteer for some weird experiments.”
 
He looks your direction, but doesn’t change expression from his stern disposition. “I don’t know what you can do for bits… the apple orchard usually needs help year round, or maybe there’s something on the town’s bulletin board. Although, who would hire you is another story.” Seems like he won’t say anything unless you ask first, probably doesn’t like babysitting an alien against his will.
 
Your worry of stepping on something with your bare feet are unfounded. The streets are compacted dirt, clear of any debris. Ponies who see you are having a wider range of reactions compared to the ones in the hospital. Some stare, some run, some talk to others while pointing at you, but they all avoid where you’re going. Taking in the sight of their buildings, various carts open in an almost bazaar fashion, you start to see food and remember just how hungry you are. Seems like the shock of your situation is waning.
 
“Hi!” Realizing it’s coming from below, you stop and look down to see a very small pony of yellow and red with a big bow. “I wasn’t expecting to see you again.” You remember seeing this one before… after you got out of the forested area, you found some apple trees and began to eat. It was a welcoming sight, the food helped put you at ease. Three small ponies approached you, and you offered a half eaten one… this was before you figured out they were sentient… and then a big red one kicks you in the chest. It would have knocked the wind out of you if you weren’t already backing away from the rush. At least now you remember why you have sore ribs. Other things come to mind, like trying to skin a rabbit you found…
 
“Applebloom!” A pony of orange grabs the smaller one and drags her away… probably to a safe distance. “Don’t you touch her!” She then places herself in between you and the small one, to shield, more than likely. “I heard about you, trying to eat all my apples and harass my sister…”
 
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