That was not a Pegasi thing to say

Does that pony do anything except wear her precious lyre all the time?" asked Applejack.

"Oh, he runs the whole show," said Rarity.

"That's so lame, Rarity," said her friend. "Why didn't you just..." She paused, eyes narrowed. "All this time, that horse of yours has been picking off random guards in the buildings around here and starving all the civilians to death. He always gets killed in the end. Nobody ever finds out."

"He is not a horse, Rarity," said Applejack, eyes widening. "He's a thief."

"And that is not a pegasi thing to say, my sweet," said Rarity. "I asked them that myself. It wasn't