I shouldn't have come in here, he thought. That's what Lyra was trying to warn me about. As interesting as it was, as much of an insight into their culture as it appeared, he felt for the poor stallion. He could imagine how he'd feel if visiting aliens stopped by while he was in a dentist's chair. And this would be even worse; while he didn't know all that much about shoeing a horse, it was a fair bet that when the process was only half done, that leg was out of commission.