“Oh, certainly.” She felt little need to hide the smug grin she was wearing. Here it was, her hoof in the door, even after that clever little attempt at deflection he had tried back on the train, and a way to get Handy to agree to help out with a little work involving causing trouble for the local changelings loyal to the Autarch. He had to know what asking a favour meant, so it’d only be more insulting if she didn’t act a little too happy with the situation. “How ever can I help?”