“Without a proper understanding of their anatomy, or what spells work on them, I don’t know if even that would be successful.” He gestured at a print hanging on the wall. “I can guess what muscle structures might be in there, but I don’t know for sure. And that’s to say nothing of blood vessels, nerves, and Celestia knows what else. She’s stable enough to move; maybe we should send her to Canterlot and let them deal with it.”