Fay would have been dragged along if such a thing wouldn't risk an unfavorable upcloak viewing angle. Instead Fay was trying to voice reason while walking beside Twilight and Spike, “I will concede to the possibility of your point about the library not always being used. But if you are not even there how will you know that to be the case? As such I must insist you return to your post. No one will be denied opportunity as a result of my actions."
Twilight couldn't help but smile at Fay's antics, "Oh how noble of you. I can see it pains you so having to give up our trip to Rarity's together."
The sarcasm was lost on Fay, "The seat of vagabond gives rise to events like this worth lament. Vagabond such as I, must strive to never hinder a society that tolerates, lest we become a nuisance and unwelcome guests."
This trip could easily turn into a double act, Twilight of a few years ago would never believe she would be in the position of banana pony, Fay making a fantastic dead wood. Apparently, Fay needed some time to grow accustomed to pony conversational norms. Twilight decided against keeping the charade going, "Fay, remember how I told you we don't normally open this early? It isn't a small deviation from the average, it is an outlier of occurrence. Not many ponies even wake up this early."
Not just ponies actually, Spike added, "Nor do they want to."
Twilight had a feeling this wouldn't be the last time Spike complained about getting up early this morning, "Thanks for the contribution Spike."
Spike's mood was improving given the destination and allowed himself to feel smug, "Happy to help."
Twilight getting back on topic, "I can assure you Fay, nopony will be let down that the library is closed right now, nor would anypony find it strange."
Fay wouldn't give up that easily, using the new angle presented, "Then what of your friend, Rarity? Surely she will be inconvenienced by our knocking her up, as you have said is most likely the result."
Spike and Twilight were caught off guard by that, "What?"
Fay sighed and explained, "Our arrival is marked by knocking on the door, which awakens your friend and causes her to get up and out of bed. It appears even my speech, our most shared trait, is alien after all."
Spike stepped up to the plate and consoled Fay, "Don't worry about it Fay, Twilight here says things nopony understands, all the time."
"Yes, well, speaking differently may cause confusion at times but these differences also make talking to others that much more interesting. That being said you raise a fair point, Rarity does love her beauty sleep." Twilight stopped walking to consider things, which in turn lead to them all stopping. 'I should go.' Did go mean leave Ponyville or visit the next planned site in Ponyville? Sleeping outside a library for unreadable books. It didn't seem beyond Fay to simply leave without saying anything and never actively plan on returning. Oh how nice it would be to simply ask and move from there, but how would such a question be received?
Twilight didn't seem to be in any hurry to continue so Spike chatted with Fay, "...So... what brings you to these parts?"
"I am passing through on accounts of an old acquaintance's experiment requiring my presence."
"A friend from before you were a vagabond?"
"No."
"No to them being a friend or to them being from before you became a vagabond?"
"We merely studied together. He is not beyond using me for an experiment to keep himself safe from any possible fallout, not what I would call a friend. What makes you think there was a time before I was a vagabond?"
"Just the way you said it is all. You made it sound like you chose to be a vagabond, not something that was thrust upon you by circumstance."
"I suppose. I always did seem to distance myself from my kind, more literally recently."
"I remember when I saw the great dragon migration and wonder what it meant to be a dragon. Yeah, I learned who I am is not the same as what I am. They were a bunch of jerks."
To be a manifest of the action of sudden abrupt motion, so a group of individuals who are against smooth motion. Sudden changes being unfavorable making them... rude. "A wise lesson, but what you are does factor into how you interact with things almost as much as who you are."
"As the least dragon-like dragon around, I would have to disagree with you there."
"It changes what fears you, based on what you eat; where you can live, based on the climate you can tolerate; and even something as simple as your perspective, based on how tall you are. Looking up at something verse looking down upon it changes more than you might think. There are many things you don't choose based on what you are that change how you react to things. A bird looks very different to a bear than to a worm after all."
Could that be what all this is? Fay, being nomadic walks a fine line with foreign societies already. Whether cultural or personal in origin Fay refuses to hinder any visited land in the slightest. It could explain the head to toe cloak. Time to test the hypothesis, "Right, let's go eat breakfast first. That way Rarity will be up by the time we arrive without us waking her."
Leave it to Twilight to take so long to reach a decision as simple as eating before or during a visit to a friends, "Sounds good. Where at?"
There is no way to eat without removing part of the cloak and no explanation for my refusal to dine, "I am afraid for personal reasons, I will be unable to dine with you."
Twilight felt understanding lighten the burden previously felt, "I figured as much. Fay it doesn't matter to me." Fay only confirmed three things after all: What was allowed, what food was available, and where a place of learning was located. It's why asking Pencil Pusher for the library stood out so much in the first place.
I bet it doesn't matter to you. It's not you risking the platter next. "Could you truly sit casually with one who eats that which is not unlike yourself?"
Twilight felt she was getting through to Fay, "I could if presented the opportunity."
"Then you are of a stronger fortitude than I, and many others I suspect. I shall trust you to keep it to yourself in any case, not all can be expected to be so understanding like an esteemed bookkeeper." Fay would need to be more cautious, bookkeeper or not, a pony had found out.
Fay was probably right in that not many would be so accepting without knowing Fay. Judgement and rumors must be that much more important to keep to the high ethic policy set forth, "My friend Rarity is a seamstress. If you come with us to visit her I am sure she can make you something that would free you from the worry of somepony judging you on appearance." This might be her best bet to gaining Fay's trust as an individual and not an 'esteemed bookkeeper', "At the very least... nothing ventured..."
Could the sting of regret be worth than the steam of a pot? Fay remained silent for a time, "... nothing gained." With that Twilight lead the way to Carousel Boutique once more.
" ...So does that mean no breakfast?"