“I think that’s enough, Handy.” He rounded on Jacques, who imposed himself into the conversation. The unicorn turned to Foamy. “As you can see, my friend is quite zealous in his pursuit of this individual. Enough to come back from the dead if you’d believe everything ponies tell you.” Jacques chuckled. “And word has it that you know of some such pony doing strange magic in the harbour area and the merchant’s quarter. Handy is very interested.”