You ask Moonflower if she needs a moment to rest her eyes, and offer to give her a ride in the cart.

Moonflower: "I'll be okay! It's gonna take a while for my eyes to adjust to the sunlight, but I don't think my butt's ever gonna adjust to your cart.

'Sides, I got this cap now, and it's helpin' a lot to keep the sky outta my eyes. It's super pretty, but super bright!"

A few more minutes of walking later, your hooves meet the dirt roads of Hoofington.