“See that he does.” His eyes flicked from dog to dog. They didn’t all cower, but they no longer had the challenging malice in their eyes they had a minute ago. That was gratifying. He looked over to the other denizens of the saloon. The ponies had gotten back to their whispering, and their reactions to his words were mixed. The barmare and her husband just stared at Handy. He was unsure of what they were feeling, but he sincerely hoped it didn’t result in him getting evicted from his room. The griffons had gone back to talking and got up to go out the back way. Well, he was sure nothing bad would come of that. He smiled warmly at the gathered patrons as he shifted the weight on his shoulders.