Angel: I just wanted to say...I'm sorry.Fluttershy: ...For what?Angel: Everything...Anything...I hurt you Fluttershy...sometimes I get stressed...I miss the forests...things don't go quite right...and I lose my temper...and I always end up taking it out on you...Fluttershy: It's alright Angel, I know you're not like that. Not all the time. We all have our flaws. And you've helped me when it mattered.Angel: I just wish I could help you more...sometimes...the way you've helped me...since the beginning.Fluttershy: You do, Angel. Always.Angel: ...really?Fluttershy: How do you think you got your name?