>>28628498 I write a few words in the book and show it to her, eliciting a surprised expression, "A mime band? That... I think I could make it work, if I could only generate something similar enough to vocal chords..." She takes the book and pen and spends several minutes sketching in it, muttering under her breath. "I... This barely touches any of my areas of expertise, so I am not sure if it'll work in the first place. Sarim?" He appears almost immediately behind us, "Yes?" "I need some material to test something, can you make them?" She gives him the book. "Hrm, this would need you to feed it magic?" "Well, yes, but--" "And you had a magic burnout after yesterday's operation." "I can handle it." "The unicorn will do it." "She'll need to rest constantly!" "Stop talking as if you had so much more magic," He gives me the book and is sucked into the ground, returning a moment later with Rarity and a small box. She seems distracted, but follows Ludwig's instructions in building a large, rustic-looking mechanism and wrapping it around the cloak, most of it's mechanical parts supported in a network of telekinesis. "Alright," Ludwig's horn alights, "Follow me in this, the keystone needs to be adjusted like this..." A barrage of metalic clacks drowns her voice, but when I think the pain in my ears will turn unbearable it starts gaining coherency: "--BUT THIS ONE CAN'T DO THAT IF THIS ONE CAN'T SEE SO THIS ONE THINKS THIS ONE SHOULD SEE MORE OFTEN SO THIS ONE CAN DO IT WHAT DO YOU THINK." Winona barks. "YES DOG THIS ONE KNOWS THAT OH ARE YOU THE FRIENDS THE FRIENDS TALKED TO THIS ONE A WHILE AGO AND IT WAS FUN HAHAHAHAHA THIS ONE WOULD LIKE TO HAVE FUN AGAIN."