User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-27161581-20160520151209

The guards look stoically at Goldfin.

Guard 1: "We have been instructed to guard Goldfin."

Warmheart looks over her shoulder at them.

Warmheart: "I hardly need help guarding a chained down sickly pony, go do something productive.... like bringing us some real food, and remember patient confidentiality."

The guards look at Warmheart and nod their heads, then exit the sick bay.