The blue-maned one pointed to him and said something to Lyra.  She shook her head and touched a hoof to her horn.  The other horned pony in a lab coat joined in on the conversation.  Meanwhile, the nurse with the bloody muzzle pulled a strip of gauze off the girl’s wrist and stuck it to her hoof somehow.  With a practiced ease, she unwrapped the bandage over the girl’s hand, finally revealing something that reminded him of an overdone steak.  He felt the bile rising in his throat, and had to turn his head away.