Handy shuffled out of the irate prince’s way as he walked past. He gave the human a death glare, which he returned with relish. Handy got to his feet and ran over to Joachim. He helped the griffon up. He sniffed the air and turned to the open door of Geoffrey’s room. He couldn’t see through the darkness within but he knew what he smelled. “You okay?” he asked without looking down at the griffon.