Bon-Bon: We have, yes. We don’t talk much, though. B is one of Lyra’s friends. I think.

Bon-Bon: [Sigh] B is very strange. He does… something… When you look at him, you see a pony. It doesn’t look remarkable. Nothing about it stands out. And when you look away, you won’t remember what the pony looked like. 

Bon-Bon: I’ve tested it before. I’ve wrote down a characteristic about him, like “long mane”, then held it up next to him. And periodically it’ll make sense. But then it… won’t? I’ve even tried writing down something while looking at him, but I could never even finish a word before I disagreed with what I was writing. Same thing with his voice.

Bon-Bon: He’s very serious. Not that he looks very serious, but…

Bon-Bon: I don’t really like him. I’ve tried to talk to him, but he’s just this… intimidating… thing… I don’t think anypony should have the kind of power he has. I don’t even like him being in the house. But let’s face it, there’s nothing I could do to stop him. At least this way I can see him. Sometimes… Even if I don’t know what I’m looking at…