My dear Luna... [He arches an eyebrow in her direction, then he snaps his talons, his entire form changing in a moment. Suddenly, he looks just like Luna (save his eyes, which remain red and yellow), feminine and dark and mysterious, yet... at least a thousand times older than the actual Luna, and lips quirked in a smile too crazed to match her face.] let me remind you that I am older than even you and your sister. After a few eons, a single one of those pictures could be referencing dozens of stories. I can't be expected to remember which stories are young enough for you Alicorns to remember.

[He snaps his talons and he looks normal again. Or, at least, his version of normal.] My, what a good Princess you are, thinking of your subjects when most of them probably don't know which star you're even talking about. [Curiously, he does. Hey, his face was tilted upwards for over a thousand years, so he knows both the day and the night sky pretty well.]