The next day, Miana goes to Trixie's old trailer on the outskirts of town and asks to talk. She takes a deep breath then knocks on the door. "Here goes nothing," she sighs. She knocks and Trixie soon answers.
"What do you want?" snaps Trixie.
"Trixie," replies Miana, "I just wanted to talk. I think you may be my sister."
"Come in," replies Trixie. Miana comes in and Trixie closes the door behind her. The two then sit down. "What do you mean you're my sister?" asks Trixie. "As far as I know, I'm an only child."
"Then let me ask you this, who is your mother?" asks Miana.
"A mare named Amartus, why?" asks Trixie.
"Because that's my mother too," replies Miana.
"We really are sisters then! I always wanted a sister!" squeals Trixie. "Oh joy! Joy to the Great Celestia!" The two continue to talk for hours and catch up. Miana is glad to know that she isn't the only Armanian in stallion's world. For her, it gives her a bigger sense of belonging and she couldn't ask for more than that. She really and truly couldn't.