"I appreciate the effort you're taking to look after me, I suppose I could use a friend. I'm not very good at defending myself, as you've probably noticed," Revolver nodded, he knew he could help the young unicorn since he believed she would not able to defend herself.
"HAH! Trust me, Sargent Revolver, the pegasi are NOT informants or spies, or whatever nonsense you assume."
How did he hear me talk to this unicorn? I wasn't talking loud enough, he must have some kind of microphones on our uniforms. No informants inside? This 'creator' thinks I was born yesterday, he is not going to put himself in a risky situation.
Revolver looked for a microphone around his collar, there it was. He took his chef uniform off, revealing his chest, hardened by life. "He is listening to us, he has wired our clothing" he yelled.
Revolver saw the ponies speak as he planned what to do. He knew that the best thing for the group was to become stronger as the creator wouldn't allow the ponies to kill him with no effort whatsoever.
"My name is Sgt. Revolver from the unicorn army, and agree with the stuck up pony here. We should not face the freak right away, lets kill all of his stupid creatures first, and teach him a lesson, if he is the stupid pony he claims to be." he told the ponies.