Over the past week, Rarity had been doing what she usually did when she had a large sewing project: she stayed in her room and sewed almost all day, stopping for meals and naps and to occasionally freshen up a bit, because you never knew when somepony special might drop by unexpectedly. For the most part, she was finished - there was some fine detail work still to be done, but with her magic on the fritz, she needed to convince someone with fingers to help her out. For now, she was wandering the halls, canvassing the walls to see where the best locations for her project would be. There was something to be said for making decorations for the entire Satellite - namely that it was quite a large undertaking, and there was quite a bit of wall to canvas yet.

She rounded a corner and stopped short as she caught sight of the human walking there. She'd seen him before - he was the one Aqua liked, and his name was Terra, if she remembered correctly. A second glance told her that he looked rather broody, and given that Aqua had not yet told her what had happened when she confessed her feelings - because Rarity was certain she had by now, of course - she was fairly certain that this sort of mood meant that romantic issues had not yet been resolved between the two, or the three as the case may well be.

Well, then, it was a good thing she was here, wasn't it.

"Excuse me," she started, trotting up alongside Terra, "but I couldn't help but notice how very unhappy you look, and I was wondering if I could help at all."