“I’ve seen a unicorn or two in the clouds,” Snapshot said. “I’m not really sure how they did it, since I never asked. I thought it was something unicorns could just do, like the levitating thing.” The rate at which his sandwich shrank into the void was alarming, unhindered by any desire to taste the food Snapshot may have had. He could only feel it as a paste, sliding down into the empty cavity of a stomach that he would have to manually clear out later. “I guess it makes sense they couldn’t, though. Maybe it was a spell? If not that, I don’t know how they did it.” He let his head rest on his hoof.[i] I sure hope there really [/i]is[i] a way…I should know better than to tell a big lie like that.[/i] The hivemind would, undoubtedly, know if he had the intense, immediate desire for such knowledge. “I…huh.” [i]Is it polite to talk business during meals? Would most ponies even care?[/i] “So, after we’re done here, what’s next? I, uh, haven’t thought too far ahead.”