[Well -- that is more effective, and something she cannot counter with her own magic. Celestia throws up a wing as a shield and skips to the side, not fast enough to avoid taking the trash can solidly on the shoulder. Luckily, she's a tough pony, but she stumbles nonetheless before regaining her footing.]

The intelligent course of action would not be to attack me without cause. Only emotion could inspire such a desire to see me hurt. And intelligence would have addressed your loneliness by accepting my friendship, rather than making an enemy!