>"Alright. I'm done with you two, get out. Go join the party."
>Rainbow seemed a little reluctant to leave, but Twilight had no qualms when she glanced back towards the man.
>He was eyeing her, a severe look on his face that made her insides twist.
>Twilight hooked her arm in Rainbow's as they walked out and back into the bustling party.
>Music had started somewhere across the hall.
>It was a soft tune, just heard over the soft murmuring of the finely-dressed crowd.
>The music sounded exactly as how Twilight would imagine it- classical and elegant, refined.
>Rainbow, at a glance, seemed a little distasteful of the music.
>Or, perhaps it was the whispers and looks they were getting as the finely dressed party-goers noticed their approach.
>Twilight looked back and forth as the crowd separated.
>Rainbow trudged through, jaw clenched and back straight.
>Twilight couldn't understand how she did it- the malignant whispers and sharp-eyed looks, even not directed at her, made her feel small.
>The richly dressed guests seemed ten stories high to her ten inches, faceless and shadowed.
>Rainbow grabbed her arm to steady her.
>Twilight looked up to her with a trembling lip and misty, clouded eyes.
>Rainbow pulled her from the crowd none to gently and into a nearby bathroom.
>The light blinded her as Rainbow pushed her against the counter.
>"Hey? You okay? You look a little off."
>Twilight took several deep breaths and pressed her hand to her forehead.
"How do you stand it?"
>Twilight bent forward a little, unintentionally resting her head on Rainbow's chest.
>She wasn't adverse to that, nor the arm that wound around her waist.
"The looks, the whispers, and sneers and that look like you're just a piece of meat and- and-"
>"Whoa dude, just chill out."
"I can't. I just can't stand it. They're all looking at you like that because of me, because of that stupid picture, because I ruined your life."
>Rainbow rubbed her back soothingly.