(Sequel to "Just sit here and look calm...")
Twilight Sparkle stood, outlined by the dying glow of the sunset. There was so much riding on this, and the tale was so farfetched, that though she wanted to believe a solution was close at hand, she had to dig in her hooves regardless. If she backed the wrong horse, there might never be another sunrise.
She fixed the gray pegasus with as firm a stare as she could manage.
"Derpy... are you absolutely sure?"
There was a grim resolve in the mailmare that Twilight had never seen there before. Some event had given her a hint of regal bearing, a touch of the compassion and power and love that had marked Twilight's every meeting with the Solar Princess. How could so plebian a pony bear such wisdom? Did it have something to do with the red circle on her forehead...?
"Twilight Sparkle..." Derpy spoke with a gentle voice tinged with sorrow. "I know your opinion of me, and the town's opinion, and that this is hard to accept, and Celestia's life is on the line. But we've run out of time, and it will take too long to explain"
Derpy turned her variable gaze back to the doubled suns on the horizon.
"Twilight...You'll have to trust me on this.
"I just know what went wrong."