You stop a pair of ponies and tell them how tight it was but you managed to J-J-Jam it in after some struggle.
They look at you and Yvonne with disbelief.>>170207
It's mostly off, except a soyboll clinging to your hair.>>170208
"What does it imply?">>170209
They chuckle and look up.
"Eat these precius flowers? Of course not! These are special seeds that we try to perfect so we can plant them outside for defense with some magical assistance!">>170210
She gasps for air helplessly, unable to mutter anything in response in your magical grip.
She will choke to death in three turns if you don't let her go.