1) Well I can’t be positive, but I’m pretty sure he isn’t. I’ve been to Star Swirl’s grave site.

“Heed not it’s shape, but march ever toward knowledge, my lamb.”

Very fitting.

2) I’m sorry, I try not to stare at ponies while they’re scratching themselves.

3) Well… I mean not bad or anything. I’m not afraid of him. But sometimes he has this… passionate intensity… I mean you’ve all seen how he acts in public. To have him go from that to… It can be a little intimidating, yes.

But it can be sort of fun! I don’t like scary movies, but I guess like a scary movie? It gets your adrenalin going.

4) Wish I knew what he was saying. Sounds nice.

5) Oh. Well that’s cool. Sure! Maybe we can just hang out for the rest of the day too?

6) It’s not like you can’t resist it. It’s voluntary. It’s just… I wish I could explain it better. From what I’ve been reading, the phenomenon either used to or still exists in your world too. Something about gospel churches? Does that mean anything to you?

It’s not like it happens terribly often anyway. Couple times a month. Sometimes fewer.

7) I suppose that depends on if you retain your form or you become a pony. If you don’t become a pony, first thing to do would be to reach Canterlot and have an emergency meeting with the princess about returning you home. If you do turn into a pony, things be come a lot more complicated.