[The blonde pony's ears flick at the name, before she looks over her shoulder, spying the unicorn. There's a momentary squint, but there's really no mistaking who a pony that sheer white could possibly be.]
Weiss?
[She sounds more amused than incredulous, and already she's trotting over, smiling.]
no subject
Weiss?
[She sounds more amused than incredulous, and already she's trotting over, smiling.]
Heyyy! When did you get here?