You are Spike again, and you're very bored. It turned out that individually going through all of Rainbow's compressed parts, fishing them out, then reassembling them is rather tedious. You had cut her in half like she was a blue meat pie, and had been pulling out whatever you could see one at a time so that Twilight could record it and place it in some sort of order. Rainbow's insides in her current format were a confusing, formless mesh of bones and organs, and it seemed to you that she was somewhat bigger on the inside than the outside. The novelty had worn away after the first hour though. Now it was like a very gory jigsaw puzzle.