"Yeah, that's what ah figured of yeh." She grouses as the other pony leaves. 'Did he really think I'd be in a rush to tell everypony a detail like that!? I was humiliated enough when I and that witch were the only ones to know.' She huffs irritably. 'Now he'll prolly go and let the whole mess out into the open, and I'll have to deal with no end of unwanted reactions. Buck it all, I bet that witch wouldn't have bothered me in the first place if I hadn't stuck around this long...' She looks off to the distance, sorely tempted on some level to leave the mad house for good and take her chances elsewhere. Flying higher up into the air, her spirits sink to the ground as she considers how little connection she actually feels to most of those so-called friends. 'Would they even notice me leave after shedding a couple of fake tears? Gah, this sucks!' Frosty promptly plummets to the ground like a rock, then trots back to the library with a blank expression.