Poor Bulk quickly left the room after removing himself from the bed, presumably to take care of his morning glory on his own. Hearth looked torn, at the very edge of offering to help with his problem as he left. Dainty knew that feeling, having stumbled upon Bluey in similar situations long before he even had a herd. However, the poor guardsmare stayed in the room, making the right decision in Dainty's mind. Best to wait for a stallion to ask for your help with such problems instead of pushing your help on them and possibly forcing things too quickly.