"We just wanted to see if you thought the Breezies were ready to give it another try," Twilight said, standing in the door of Fluttershy's cottage.
"Has it been an hour already? Oh, my goodness! Time flies when you're making sure little creatures don't feel that you're abandoning them to the cruel world."
"But they're not going to a cruel world, right?" Twilight said. "They're going home."
Fluttershy nodded. "Oh, yes, that's right!"
The breezies cried out in protest.
"On second thought..." Fluttershy looked at them and winced. "I don't think they're quite ready for that."
"You know, Fluttershy, I could just teleport them to where they're going."
Fluttershy's eyes went wide. "Oh, right, of course!" She giggled. "Okay, go ahead. I'm sure they'll all be glad to be home safe and sound."