[Bertie ponders that for a moment.] I've never had magic to play with, so I'm not sure how that would turn out. We could try it both ways. I'll meet you at the barn in ten minutes, shall I?

[Once he's gotten Pollo's nod, Bertie rolls up his scroll and is off. He can feel his nerves jangling just a bit, but he silences them with an inward glare. Pollo is entirely Pollo now. Mostly Pollo... He's not a bit Mechakara is really the point. Convincing his head of that is just a bit of trouble and, Bertie suspects, it might be a while yet. He can manage being around the other stallion better now, at least.

When he arrives at the commune, he heads straight for the barn and the old piano. He really does miss playing it.]