"Oh yes," the unicorn waved a hoof dismissively. She'd already turned back to the box, raising the metal walls one at a time and securing them with straps. "I already examined it. It lacks the... traits necessary to cause the little filly harm. The filly can keep it. I am not a cruel pony, Lightning Dust. I promise to do everything in my power to spare this child further pain. I have already noted in my report she should not be contacted again as part of this investigation. The information her file provided about the location she was discovered will be sufficient for the royal inquiry, I am sure of it. And if not, I'll make sure a more sensitive pony than myself is sent to question her. A foal psychologist, with all the correct qualifications."