Scarlet laughed, "Wow. Nine points. You're rather slow, aren't you? I'm at 33, you're at thirty! Ha!" She looks at her letters, and frowns, "Well..." She pours her letters into the bag, and removes seven more, and says to varger, "Your move. And, no, I am not riging this. If I did, I could be chargerd, locked away for 4 melenia, shot, mauled, beheaded, forced to live as a head, hung at a museum, have 400 kids pay with me, and about three thousand other tortures, each worse then the next."
Roland turns to Three and Four, "I loved her..." He looks at Fluttershy's grave, "And she risked her life for me..." He sighes, "And I can't do anything about it..." He cries, "Why! Why can't I do anything! Why couldn't I save her! Why, why, why, why!" He weeps, hitting his head on the tombstone. "I... I loved her... Every day, I woke up for her... and now she's gone..."