[Well, she can't just come out and say she died, can she? She doesn't want to worry Applejack. Not that this is her Applejack, the one she knows, but...ugh, alternate dimensions can be such a headache. Instead, she just...skates around the question.]

No, no spell! Just...a trade, I guess? I just wasn't exactly clear on the terms. At least I can text, though, right? It's not that bad.