Satisfied with the results of her conversation, she moved around the girl’s supine form until she was standing next to Lyra. The two of them conversed for several minutes, with her occasionally pointing a hoof at him. Dale smiled and tried to look pleasant. From the moment she’d walked into the room, he’d noticed that the doctors became a little more tense; even Lyra seemed slightly stiffer than usual. He hoped that the purple one wasn’t upset that he had his hand in Lyra’s mane again.