And you know what? Fuck that. 'If she wants to fight wits with wits, then two can play at that game,' Handy thought viciously. She had been acting creepy this entire time, obviously enjoying putting the human on the back foot. Turnabout was fair play. 'Earlier she cut her fetlock... She felt Thorax's pain… She feels whatever she feels. You know, had she sent some nameless changeling that I didn't know, I might feel guilty about this next part,' he thought, grimly remembering how Thorax had kidnapped him and the pleasant stay he had had in the changelings' care as a result. 'But seeing as it’s this particular one...' He started laughing.