For the first time since she had met the mare, Vinyl actually looked annoyed. Octavia sighed, resting her head on a hoof. Octavia wasn't sure when she started judging ponies so heavily based on what they liked or disliked, and she felt bad about how she had been treating Vinyl, who really didn't deserve it.


"Look, Vinyl. I'm sorry I've been so rude today. I've had a bad day, and I'm just a bit annoyed with life, but it's not fair to take it out on you. I'm sorry your invention doesn't work yet, it sounded like a pretty cool idea. Just... Maybe when you have ponies test-drive it, perhaps a pair of earplugs?" Octavia finished with a slight giggle, trying to show she wasn't really mad at Vinyl. Yes, she should have been more considerate, but everypony makes accidents, and listening to the stallion, it didn't seem like there was permanent damage done. She knew personally how painful it was when you open yourself and your ideas up to ponies you trust, and they respond hurtfully.