Both of the doctors turned their gaze over to the mare on the operation table just before Wild interrupted the story once again. "But just where did they found her? I mean, she didn't just crawl out of it, now did she?" The blue eyes of the blonde coated Wild kept fixed upon the mare. The eyes remained there for a little while before they turned back to Goodheart in order to hear the rest of the story. As much as he wanted him to stop, he wouldn't until he was done telling.