"Hmm..." He began. "I am unsure..." He turned back to Shorttail. "I don't see any humans around. Methinks, perchance, he's not here. Perhaps thou art mistaken?" he asked innocently. Tanismore coughed down a chuckle. Shorttail looked embarrassed. Handy allowed himself a smile before continuing. "I jest. I am he. How can I help thee, sir Shorttail?" Timothy rubbed the back of his head before responding.