Obsidia watched as Pristine casted a spell on two ponies without consent. She'd never seen cleaning spells be used that effectively before. But at the same time, she thought that casting spells on somepony without their consent sounded like something that should be illegal. Obsidia noticed that Pristine had asked her a question regarding her name. "Hm...?" she initially responds with. She hesitates for a moment before speaking again. "Um... I'm..." Obsidia trains her eyes on the ground that she is currently dragging her hoof along as she mumbles out her answer. "O...O-Obsidia..."