Stroller is fo' dah weak! Okay, misses 'space marine', if you insist. Pwess Fo'ard! Dey cannot stand befo' us! *Awkwardly runs a few steps ahead of Celestia before misbalancing her weight and falling onto her belly.* Oof! Are you alright? *Rolls onto her back* I've been hurt! Go on wit'out me, weegroup with dee others ahead! No one gets left behind. Rise from your grave, soldier! *Bends down and uses her mouth to pick up Luna up by the scruff and place her on her own back* This fight's over when I say it is! Yay! Praise da empwa! Our shield an' pwo... tact... toct... our empwa!