Page 1100 - Critical Insight

The handful of frames where Fluttershy looks smug as hell really makes this scene.

Woah, 1100 pages? Seems like just last month we were celebrating the big thousand. Is this what writing a long-running webcomic does to you after a while? Just condense your perception of time?

DM: You spot a trio of butterflies fluttering through the maze–
Fluttershy: I run away from them!
DM: W-Wait, really? Even though they’re… butterflies!
Fluttershy: I’m not taking any chances!
DM: They look like the ones on your cutie mark, and your Element.
Fluttershy: You mean the Element now held by Discord?!
Discord GM: … She has a point!
DM: <sigh> So, the butterflies–
Discord GM: I’ll take it from here. It seems you’re onto something; the butterflies follow you. Alas, the path you’ve chosen to run inconveniently dead-ends in a rounded clearing. The butterflies catch up to you from behind.
Fluttershy: Are we… gonna fight now?
Discord GM: Oh, not at all. The butterflies just want to talk.
Butterflies (Discord): Pooooooor Fluttershy. Sorry to see you all alone. Don’t worry, WE’LL guide you to safety.
(beat)
Butterflies (Discord): …But it’s not like you even need us, right? You’re SO much more capable than anyone gives you credit for. If everyone listened to YOU, we wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place!
Discord GM: Erm… can you hear me in there?
Fluttershy: Yes.
Discord GM: But– Then why– Oooookay…
Butterflies (Discord): <ahem> This whole situation must be burning you up inside, right? That’s why you’re not talking, isn’t it? All that pent-up rage and contempt.
(beat)
Fluttershy: It really doesn’t matter what I say, does it?