        “Let me offer you a lesson, Twilight.  Cornered ponies make bad decisions, decisions they regret.”  She tapped a hoof to her peytral.  “In the end, the only pony we need to please is the one who is in here.  If we can’t live with that pony. . .you cannot imagine how relieved I was that all three of you unanimously agreed that it was better to accept a risk which the creature might pose, rather than to jump to the easy solution of killing it.