“What do I have to give you, Sunset?”
“What? Princess—”
“What do you want? Equestria? Love? My life? What?!”
“You’re scaring me.”
“You want to be an alicorn? Fine. I don’t know how, but it’s easy enough to give you what I already have.”
“Y-You’ll finally do it?”
“Yes, I’ll just give you my pieces.”
“Y-You’ll— What?”
“I’ll give them to you. My wings. My horn. Anything. No, Sunset. Please, don’t move away from me. The pain I would feel is nothing to the joy of having you stay. I promise, I’ll do it. Just don’t—”