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Ange is also staring at the abomination of a pony... ... ... and then her gaze shifts to Chiron's, and bizarrely, her first thought is:]
Oh, thank goodness... not all horses here are pink.
[A beat.
She flusters.]
I--I mean, um, you are, that is...! Not to say you are a horse, sir...!
[except kind of yeah]