[right after undisguising in Sweet Leaf's private upstairs kitchen] Ahhh! That's so nice. It's been over a month since I've been able to drop my form.

[Sweet Leaf: "May I have your name?"] Of course. My name is Skirrax. [pronounced "SKEER-ax".] I'm afraid most of the experienced and older 'lings have been pulled back just in case there are problems in Canterlot. I've only been out of the pupa for about four years now, so I'm more useful doing this. [...] Anyway, I've been instructed to gather all available love from you this month, no reserves to be left behind.

["There were no changes we needed to be aware of?"] None that impacted you, no. In fact, most of it's just gossip. In any case, with the wedding only one week away, our queen has pulled all available fighters in case things don't go well. Stars forbid it actually happen, but the hive must be ready to fight for Her Majesty should she be discovered.