Garnet looks from Aniseed to Arma, back to Aniseed, then to Arma.
Slowly, clumsily, the humanoid horse shuffles over to the armoured woman and enfolds her in a careful hug. After a few moments of this, she lets go, backs off and speaks in a soft, whinnying voice: "Goodbye."
With growing confidence in this new form of locomotion, Garnet clip-clops around the Witch's hut and vanishes from your sight...