"Heh, and sleep a day away like you?" she jibed. Handy frowned at her. "I'll be fine, Heartless, just leave me be." She began to close the door before opening it wide again. "And no more causing trouble! I don't feel keen on getting another hoof to the eye," she said before closing the door. Handy was left inarticulate as he tried to form a rebuke to that. He had thought it was the changeling who was up to something that might get them in trouble, using sickness as a ruse, only to find a very sick-looking pony indeed giving him shit for causing trouble before and politely telling him to bugger off via door slam. He was about to knock again before pulling away reluctantly. No, fuck it. Better leave her be. Who knew, he might accidentally catch whatever she had.