Chrysalis: Exactly why do you assume I know how to raise a pony foal?
Sombra: Well, you’re a woman, right?
Chrysalis: …You’re a thousand years behind on social progress.
Sombra: Indeed. All because of those two uppity sisters who should have stuck to smiling and waving and having tea-parties in pretty dresses.
Chrysalis: You know that in changeling society, a male’s only role is to impregnate me and fight for the hive?
Sombra: Are you propositioning me to conquer your lands and make you my wife?
That made me chuckle good!
Clever turnaround.
Chrysalis: Your an idiot.
Sombra: Well, you’re a woman, right?
Chrysalis: …You’re a thousand years behind on social progress.
Sombra: Indeed. All because of those two uppity sisters who should have stuck to smiling and waving and having tea-parties in pretty dresses.
Chrysalis: You know that in changeling society, a male’s only role is to impregnate me and fight for the hive?
Sombra: Are you propositioning me to conquer your lands and make you my wife?
Sombra: It would be so much easier if these things came with instructions.