Knowing that it's now supposed to be a different year, she finds some of the signs of change around them already. There's wind, now, instead of the calm before the storm. And... yes, in the sky over there, one moon is showing its modern, familiar face.

"I... suppose so, yes. It isn't clear... I don't know if we're intended to search for something, or if one of us touched the wrong thing, and we were moved about as a result..."

As she speaks, she pushes herself to a crouch, and carefully straightens. It was one thing to use her hooves as a reason to ask a hand from the person who'd pushed her, but seeing someone else jump to their hooves in the sand, it'd be embarrassing to ask again. She can manage it.

"We should, at the very least, see if the strangeness have changed, as well. Those cracks and floating shapes..."