Emerald looks around to see if he has anything in the environment that might help him. It's essentially just an overgrown field of grass with a stream flowing through it. There is the occasional rock and shrub, as well as a single tree, but that is it. If it weren't for the darkness Emerald would be entirely exposed. The colt guesses that it is some comfort that she is in fact, also completely exposed.
Emerald looks around to see if he can spot the other two Order members, but he doesn't see anything. It doesn't help that the light is bright enough that it is ruining his night vision, but the colt has to admit that it'd be hard for such large ponies to hide among the brush.
Emerald cycles through the ideas in his head. Perhaps he should write a letter to Joyride? Maybe he should attempt to write one to the pony standing before him. Maybe he should just bite the bullet and go up and speak to them? Emerald isn't sure.
What does Emerald do?
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