"Do I have to carry all of this myself?" Lyra asked, pulling along the admittedly not all too heavy luggage they had brought along for their vacation.
"Well, I need two hooves to look at the map properly and at least one to hold it," Bon Bon replied, walking down the crystal street among crystal ponies going in and out of crystal buildings as the crystal tower housing the Crystal Heart stood tall not too far in the distance at the centre of the Crystal Empire. "Don't you feel like this place's aesthetic is a little too... Too much and too uniform?" she asked, looking around.
"We've been here for seven minutes and twelve seconds," Lyra replied, "don't tell me you're already bored."
"Not at all," Bon Bon said. "I was just pointing it out. Don't get me wrong, I like a change of scenery. I don't get them as often since I retired from S.M.I.L.E.." She turned back to Lyra and smirked. "Though if I'm sticking with the best sight I could ask for, it's not really a big deal."
Lyra could not avoid smiling back at that, and her wife's smile was almost enough for her to forgive the fact that she was being forced to carry everything. Then the floating of her heart crumbled as it failed to adequately pull her limbs forward, anchored to the very much still there weight of their suitcases and bags, and Lyra's dreamy expression settled into something else. Though the love was still there, just mixed in with perhaps resignation, and some amusement too. A kind of playful acceptance, that things weren't perfect but they didn't need to be.
"How come you're so good at telling the time?" asked Bon Bon as she turned again, walking again. "You don't have a watch."
"Oh, I-" Lyra almost stumbled and had to catch herself. "I've just been practising, that's all. For fun, you know?"
"Nothing says fun like the perpetual knowledge of time's inexorable and yet dreadfully immutable march and the constant awareness of its pace and its infinity." Bon Bon whistled as she noticed a restaurant. "We're eating there tonight, you okay with that?"
"Sure." Lyra was more preoccupied with pulling things along than with looking around, though at least the almost unsettlingly well polished streets made it easier to do so without bumping into anything. But even still, she trusted Bon Bon's judgement when it came to food. And sweets especially of course. But she was good with food in general too, probably something one was bound to pick up on when working in the kitchen regardless of what they were specifically working on. "How far are we still?" she asked.
"It should be just around this corner, then down the street," Bon Bon replied. "We should be there in a few minutes or less. If you move fast enough." She shot Lyra another smirk.
Lyra answered that with an eyeroll. She at least had her magic to pull a share of the luggage, and it did mean she could comfortably carry more than Bon Bon, but that still didn't justify her having to carry everything. But she wasn't too bothered by it. And she'd make sure Bon Bon got to carry everything on the way back, it was only fair.