The laughter startled the poor filly for a moment before she settles once more, straightening up. The words comforted her but still... It could be figured out later once things came to light or not. One thing at a time.

"When the Wild Roses wither somewhere more will spring up. Along with whatever darkness will follow the light."

She smiles slightly, a more settled but shy smile.

"It's gotten some of us into some serious trouble before- trusting blindly. But in the end it turned out somewhat alright. If anything, if you really need help or whatever, I'm sure most of us would be more then willing to help you out. Out of the knowledge of who you are from another world or just by the fact it seems we have nothing better to do."

The life of a Adventurer. So true.