The girl was terrified.
It was very noticeable, in fact. She was shaking like mad and refusing to meet his eyes. He could hear her rapid breath, despite her obviously trying to calm herself down. She looked as if, and most likely was, very close to tears.
"What's your name?" He asked, frowning when he saw her jump.
"F-Flutter....." Her voice was soft. Too soft for him to understand her.
"I'm sorry. What was that?" He asked, leaning towards her and putting a claw to his ear.
"Flut....." She was shaking even more, looking down and hiding behind her mane. He heard her sniffing and saw a few tears rise to her eyes.
"Didn't quite catch that." He said. The girl squeaked, backing away slightly.
"Oh fine. Never mind with the names. You already know who I am, don't you?" Discord asked, leaning his chin on his claw.
The girl gulped and nodded slowly.
Discord sighed in annoyance, grabbing a brand new glass of milk out of nowhere and taking a sip. The mare watched in amazement as the glass disappeared, leaving only the milk, now solid, in his hand. She flinched when he tossed it over his shoulder and it exploded.
"You're hungry, right?" He asked, his tone saying that he really didn't care. He didn't even waited for her to respond and snapped his fingers.
She screamed in surprise when she was suddenly lifted into the air, dragged over to the table, and plopped down on a chair. She managed to stop her screams by biting down on her lip, grimacing a bit when she tasted the bitter lip gloss.
"Anything specific you want for dinner? Soondubu Jjigae? Kimichi? Kamja Guk? Chap Ch'ae?"
Her eyes widened as each dish appeared before her, each one smelling as delicious as the last. Discord saw her eyes move from each dish to him, then back to the food. He suddenly felt a bit of anger. Was she asking for his permission to eat?
"Are you just going to stare a it?" Discord asked. She winced a bit, but quietly grabbed the nearest bowl and pulled it close to her.
"Th-Thank you." She stuttered out, which he just barely heard, then grabbed her utensils and began to eat.
Discord didn't answer. In fact, he didn't even look at her. He summoned another glass of milk and drank it in small sips, notice how she flinched ever time he used his magic.
The room was silent after that. And Discord hated it.
"So, exactly how old are you?" He asked, asking the thing that had been bugging him for a while. The mare paused in her eating, shrinking down in her chair.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, the girl finally answered.
"I-I'm si-sixteen this M-March, S-Sir." She whispered.
Discord was ready to burn that village to the ground. March was 7 months away. She was FIFTEEN!? What in the great pit of Tartarus were those ponies thinking? This girl wasn't even old enough to care for herself, in his opinion!
Were they really desperate enough to save their own hides? Did they even care about what might have happened to her if he never picked her up?
A series of frantic whimpers snapped him out of his rage.
The mare was trembling even worse than before, pressing her back to the chair and curling up was much as the dress would allow her to. She was crying, eyes shut tightly in absolute terror.
It was then that Discord realized that he had set himself on fire because of his rage.
And that he was glaring right at her, most likely making her think that she had done something to make him mad.
He took a few deep breaths, willing the flames to disappear. He sat himself back down, also realizing that he had stood up to his full height, no doubt intimidating her even further.
She was still crying, even after everything had stopped. She was still cowering from him, whimpering out apologies and other incoherent things. She was still shaking, though thankfully that was calming down.
Discord didn't know what to do afterwards.