At that point, all bets were off. She might attack him again, and then Lyra would have to restrain her until the sedatives kicked in. She might comply, assuming she was hallucinating. She might even try to pull her bandages off; he’d have to figure out a way to prevent that. It would be safer for everyone involved if she were restrained—but the ponies hadn’t seen the need, and might not believe him if he suggested she be tied to her bed. Were they too trusting to try that, or were they just that confident in their ability to stop her if she rampaged? So far, they had every reason to be confident. . . .