Carolina watched the spectacle without comment, save to arch a brow (in so far as a pony could) as the ninja did the closest equivalent to flailing that this form appeared to allow. At least, to the best of her knowledge - and that was fairly limited where ponies were concerned. Lela hid behind her forelegs, watching with wide yellow eyes.

"If you ever asked. I'm sure they would have told you so." Of their present number, the only one she'd had exposure to that she particularly liked was Rarity - a good sort, for a fashionista. (The less said about her opinion of Luna, the better.) But at least she didn't laugh at Edge. "What's an Eidolon?"