“Why did the captain draft me?”
 
Blade Dancer looked up, idly playing with a strand of her mane.  
“Caps a good judge of character. Talk to her for half a minute and she can tell hooves or tail of a situation or pony. So I suppose your little chat in the hall gave her some reason to trust you…. Probably a good move.”
 
Godzilla raised an eyebrow.  
“What are you on about?”
 
“I don’t know about back home, but in Equestria we believe everyone has a role to play. If you need to stay here for a bit and ‘naturalize’, something tells me ‘Godzilla the Donut shop baker’ is not the job opportunity of choice for someone like you.”
 
The stallion could only nod. She had a point. True, he didn’t necessarily delight in combat, but he was not adverse to it and considering it was something he’d been doing for the past 10 years; was something he was good at. Maybe in some way this was the captain trying to help him settle in?
 
“Well, that matter aside, since you dropped by would you mind parking yourself there and telling me a bit about this, Equestria?”
 
“Fine by meeee, what do you want to know?”
 
“History, current events, society; etc. Anything I’d need to know.”
 
“Alrighty then, get comfortable; it’s a long story.”
 
Blade Dancer stretched out, reclining a bit as she thought up all the matters she’d need to go over. To her thanks, it was getting to be a long list. She didn’t take her eyes off the stallion before looking up at the ceiling. She shut her eyes and smirked, finishing the list
 
~~Oh I’m gonna be here awhile~ ~~
 
~~STOP.SMIRKING.AT.ME.LADY.WHAT.ARE.YOU.DOING?!~~
 
Unbeknownst to both of the ponies, they had an eavesdropper. Hiding herself in the darkness outside, Luna put her ear to the wall and listened intently, her trust in the newcomer still rocky at best.