She pulled the sheet back up, covering it. She made a mental note to tell the nurse to get a hospital gown for it—it would probably be cold without one. They had some that were deliberately made long, to keep ponies who were supposed to be getting bedrest in bed—if they tried to walk, it would get tangled in their hind hooves. The foreleg sleeves would be too short, and the tail would barely cover the hips, but at least it would help the creature stay warm, and from what she could see, there was no damage to the skin below the neck, save for whatever had happened to the hands.