“It could,” Sarah agreed. “If I was hurt. I’m just banged up, that’s it. My head’s fine, I don’t feel like I’m bleeding… thank god they make these jumpsuits rip-proof.” There was the boulder, covered with dust and grime. It was considerably larger than she was, and looked like it was a hunk of solid rock. Not a chance in hell she would be able to move it, even if she were one of the earth ponies with their near-mythical strength.