“Is there—” Getting her thoughts back on track, she took a deep breath and tried again. “Glasses, right. I’ll have to send a letter to the Princess telling her that they were found. That’s a relief; we won’t need to get a diving bell after all.” She held the pouch in her aura. Should I open it? What’s the point? I’ve never seen Dale’s glasses, so I won’t know if these are the right ones. The stallion stood in place, as if waiting for further instruction. Twilight bit her lip. “Do you—could you maybe ask your commander if he could station a few more soldiers around the hospital? Just in case?”