"Milk would be lovely." Benevolence informs cordially, sitting at the table twiddling her hooves somewhat awkwardly.
Chroma nods to Queen Benevolence and uses her magic to fill a little can with her own milk. She lifts the can up and pours a bit of it into the queen's tea.
"So, you're the mother of all the big changeling queens, right? I'm just asking since I'm wondering who your parents were then. I never heard of any changelings who predate you."
The elemental mare then takes a sip of her own honeyed tea and sighs, enjoying how warm it is.
"Well, I guess I'masking where changelings even came from. It seems like they just appeared one day, as it stands now."