"Don't you worry, Rarity. We all know you're not feeling yourself today. 'sides, it's not like Twilight was the only pony to have a little magic spaz. We got off quite light. Half the parents in Cloudsdale had to visit the hospital from the shock alone. Can you imagine the pegasus cloudwalking magic suddenly cutting off like that? For most pegasi it was just a startle, they have working wings, but the young foals... It's lucky they all got caught in time." Spike continued the conversation with his hands in steaming water, dunking one of the towels in until it was thoroughly soaked through. A firm wring or two removed all the excess moisture, allowing Spike to wrap it around the unicorn's hindquarters without accidentally turning it into a shower. Several towels later, Rarity'd turned into a very content-looking caterpillar-pony hybrid, wrapped from neck-to-tail in hot, moist cloth.