It was probably for the best that he didn't have to explain concepts like child soldier and genocide to Rarity, so he was happy not discussing it if she was happy not to bring it up. He still needed an actual shrink, though. That part wasn't liable to change.

"A pie? And you want my help," he said dubiously, since Emile really sincerely doubted that his skills could in any way improve a baked good. But hey, if she was insisting....

A few minutes later, he made his way down to the kitchen in civvies.