"I didn't even wait," she confessed, lowering the chest. "I had to stop you before her screams brought somepony. I kicked you, but you didn't even budge... latched on to her like a limpet. Then… Then I started throwing things at you." Handy eyed the destroyed furniture, looking over to the bed that was perched up sideways against the far wall. The entire side of its frame was collapsed. "Tried lifting you to throw you against the wall; forgot you were wearing your mail. Threw the bed at you instead."