[Spike inadvertently froze when Dash nudged him, afraid that he’d be burnt again, but visible relaxed when it seemed that wasn’t the case. He couldn’t reach up to pat her because of his hands, but he sort of headbutted her back with a grin.]

Well, at least she still seems to like me unlike Pinchy.

[Addressing Dash the Rapidash.]

I’m really sorry about Pinchy. I…uh…think he wanted to fight Twilight’s huge angry pokemon by himself like that would have gone well. I hope he didn’t hurt you too bad. I know what those monster jaws are like, believe me.

[Spike can’t use his hands to get up on Dash, and doesn’t want to make them worse by trying. Being short was the pits.]

Er…could you bend down a little? You’re too tall for me to get up on.