First, the Legendary Soldier glared at the pony lecturing him about his health. The end of his electronic cigar lit and he inhaled the fumes, then blew out a puff of smoke. He turned his attention towards Twilight and Whistler. “You have made a name for yourself, Princess, by defeating enemies of your nation. That puts a target on your back. I’ve been watching you for two weeks now. An unseen bodyguard, you could say.”
Then, to Matias and the Girls. “I respect any soldier committed to their duty. The tykes have a unique power of their own, but don’t have much wisdom yet. That will come in time.”
He tilted his head down. “…I’ve gone by a few names, myself, but you can call me… Big Boss.”
Meetra hummed. There was this… Feeling. A distracting one, like something was coming, but for now she pushed it aside. It had nothing to do with the matter at hand. “Cheap tricks won’t work on me.” Meetra said. “But at least we got enough information for now.”