Lightning Dust resisted lashing out at the nurse, though not easily. Stormshire General had only one floor, and half the ponies on it would likely hear her if she did. She stopped, took a deep breath, and shook her head. “You saw,” Lightning Dust answered, shrugging one wing. Then she hesitated, glancing back through the glass. She couldn’t see the pony anymore—she must be on the ground near the window. “She… Didn’t she have a broken leg when I brought her in? She hopped right out of bed like it was nothing.”