"Mostly the first one." Foxtrot answers. "That's how I found out about these, by accident rather." The unicorn chuckles, "I also accidentally ate one of those pollen things. As great as they look, they taste terrible."

Foxtrot pauses before answering Tinder's question, "There were several periods of time where I didn't have anywhere to sleep at night. Guards would hassle me for loitering in the streets, thugs would try to rob or kill me. One night I took a chance and came here. I didn't even venture that far to begin with, I just stayed at the fence line. Later on I went further onto the grounds, noted the patrols and worked my way around that. It was safer here than the streets, and the views sometimes were amazing." The unicorn chuckles, "I actually made it to one of the tower balconies. Not where the princesses were, but the ones next to them. I even spotted Luna one time." Foxtrot looks up at the sky, the golden spores now floating overhead, "Its great to be here by myself at times but... I don't know. I guess after wandering so much you just want a place to call your own."

"Yea it is nice." Foxtrot replies, yawning as well. "Speaking of which, we need to find a place to sleep as well. It is getting late. We can go find an inn or just sleep here at the garden."

Foxtrot  his head, "Well the guard patrol is routine. In fact, there's a gazebo they never check, lazy bastards." Foxtrot gets up and stretches, "It's on the other side of the garden. We just gotta keep an eye out for guards on the way there."

Foxtrot looks around and begins walking to the gazebo, "Worst case scenario they'll say we're trespassing. Ask us why, and then throw us out, quite literally. The hardest thing would be the landing."

As Foxtrot continues forward he looks over to some exotic flowers up ahead. "Yea I'm sure they'll feel bad and let us stay. If we're lucky they may even give us beds inside the castle for the night." As they approach the flowers he plucks one and offers it to Tinder. "And if they don't go for that, I'll tell them I'm magically disabled. In Canterlot that's the most pitiful thing you can find in this city of magic. They would have to feel bad and let us stay for the night guaranteed."

Foxtrot watches the stranger run by and just accepts it. "Yea, I wonder what they would do if they caught them. Anyway, the gazebo should be up ahead." The unicorn heads to a slightly worn down gazebo, a big disc lock protecting it from intruders. "Wow they actually locked it this time. Just one moment..." Foxtrot pulls out a lock pick and gets to work, in less than a minute the lock clicks open and he pulls the door back. "After you madam."

"You don't have to." Foxtrot answers as he steps inside, reaching his hoof over to close the door and place the lock back on. "I'm just going to leave it a tiny bit open. Small enough to avoid being noticed but open enough to not lock us in." With that sorted he lays down and slings off his guitar and gear. "Well, it may not be the most luxurious of places, but least you can say you spent a night on royal property."