Of course, he didn't do himself any favours by showing up bright and early the next day after a healthy dose of vitamin salamander when anybody else, griffon or human, would be in their bed recuperating. God forbid Handy forego his indomitable reputation and not immediately bounce back from getting the seven hells beaten out of him like, you know, a sensible person would. Of course she was going to take that as a sign that he could handle more and just ramp it up.