"But of course." Nerium diverts her attention from the foal to Joel, trying to read his tone of voice. "Who else would have that sort of power? It was mine destiny. I believe it always was." Where once the comment may have been laced with arrogance, it now only carries the same hint of detachment, of perceived enlightenment. Nerium tilts her head to address the forest around them. "It all rests here now."