It wasn’t as hard for Twilight to find her as she thought it’d be, given the description that Sunset had provided. That being said, it still took her a few minutes to get the nerve to go up and speak to the girl: not out of fear or social awkwardness, but rather because said girl had been hovering in the air all throughout lunch, as though resting upon a hammock, giving off a strange glow that no pegasus-aspect should have been able to produce.
But now that lunch was halfway finished, Twilight knew that it was now or never. So, marching over until she was a foot away from being directly underneath the rose-skinned girl, Twilight loudly cleared her throat. “Um….excuse me? Are you Abstract Cognition?”
The light orange glow around the hovering student flickered for a second as she repositioned herself in midair, swallowing a bite from her sandwich, light purple eyes landing on Twilight.
“Yep.” Those same eyes flickered with recognition. “Oh! You’re Sunset’s girlfriend! Hello!” Two seconds later, the girl known as Abstract ‘Abby’ Cognition landed before Twilight, sandwich clenched tightly in both hands. The grin on her face could be categorized as Pinkie-level Excited.
“Er… Twilight Sparkle.” Twilight fought down a blush and extended a hand... which was grabbed and shaken with jackhammer force. “Eeeeeeeeh—” And, just as soon as it had started, it stopped. “Um, ahem. Miss Cognition—”
“Call me Abby! Or Abs, if you want.”
“Er, Abby.” Twilight swallowed, the other girl’s face looking more and more like Pinkie’s by the second. “I am here to offer you a research proposal for your thesis on… Habit... trapped?”
“It’s all one word: Habitrapped,” Abby said nonchalantly. “It’s sort of a pun, like— wait a sec.” Purple eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. “Did you say ‘research proposal’?”
“Yes. Sunset Shimmer and I read your thesis—”
“Oh wow, she did?!” The glow returned. “Really?!” And increased. “Did she like it? Did you like it?!”
“... That’s… why I’m here.”
“OoOoOh WOW!”
And then Abby was airborne again, cartwheeling through the air like a glowing ceiling fan, whooping at the top of her lungs, sandwich still in her death grip. Twilight stared at her antics, waiting for her to finish, but a solid sixty seconds passed and Abby was still on Cloud Nine.
A sense of foreboding fell upon Twilight, but she fought to push it away and instead focused on her objective. “I… I was hoping you would allow me to explore your newfound avenue of research!” Forgoing proper social rules, Twilight started shouting her proposal from the ground. “It has come to our attention that you have discovered a new source of magic, and we would like—”
“Of course!”
“—to offer you—!” Twilight stopped, realizing that Abby had landed before her again, grinning ear to ear, “... Uh, what?”
“Of course I’ll work with you.” Abby was still grinning and glowing with that strange orange Light. “Why wouldn’t I? You’re the Embodiment of Magic, the Scholar of Stars, it’d be a super-huge honor to work with you.”
“... Ah, that’s great.”
“So, when do we start?”