You ask Princess if she can redraw the map with a little more detail, but she says what’s there already should serve it’s purpose well enough. Food is short, so time is of the essence here. Namy seems a little sad by your implied critique of her work.

After you suggest checking out the little face drawing, the three of you set out through the snow. It’s cold on your hoofsies and the snow coming down chills you further with each passing second.

You activate your super secret special talent and shapeshift into a jet fighter! Taking off at the blink of an eye you quickly pick up speed and gain altitude. Before long, you’re high enough to begin your strike! Bombs rain down in a fantastic fashion and obliterate the surrounding area! Then you turn your attention to the cursed sun and speed toward it through space! It’ll never see you coming!

…

Not really. In fact, none of that happened. You just started galloping around in circles making engine and explosion noises. When your pseudonym partners ask you what you’re doing, you just tell them you’re keeping warm.

The three of you start to look though the wreckage of what appears to have at one point been a house. But every time you wipe snow off of something, more comes down to replace it. You continuously get colder and colder and eventually Princess requests the three of you head back to the awning. Being that there’s no way you’ll get any work done like this, you can’t help but agree.

Back where you began, and trying to warm up with more fighter jet noises, you pause and ask for your companion’s real names. Princess, hooves on her hips, looks offended, saying you’re the one that started the name-lying game. She and Namy already know each other’s names, and would have told you if you’d been straightforward at the start. But now even if you told them yours, they’d have to think about it.

Namy says she doesn’t mind being called Namy because it’s sort of like Amy, and that’s kind of a cool name.