'Well, it's—' A constant presence in the back of his mind, distant but comforting, the unfathomable force of nature whose call he must always answer because he is a unicorn and it is his duty, and he's never had to do something this big or important for it before but he's been dreading it a little bit all his life because his mother and grandfather each had dealings with their respective Champions of the Light when they were younger, but even though he is not a particularly exemplary unicorn and even though he is very airsick and wishes he could have stayed home, he is still a unicorn, so he will do whatever the Wild Magic needs him to, because it wouldn't have sent him here if it wasn't really important.