Fluttershy glanced at Ballet; despite the land whale being mostly underneath the ground, she could tell that she seemed a bit agitated, almost in a nervous way.

"...maybe," she replied thoughtfully, glancing down at the note she still held. Between it and the flower bush, she was beginning to wonder. "Maybe friendship wouldn't be too out of the question after all."

Glancing up at the figure on the roof again, Fluttershy called, "Tango...! I'm sorry about earlier. Won't you please come down? We'd...like to just talk, if that's okay?"