There was a light wind, but thankfully no rain that night. So perhaps they could have a nice fire to sleep next to. Nope, Handy looked at his gauntlets, unbuckling the straps and pulling them off. In truth he was a tad concerned, thinking back he had paid at least a little attention to the lecture Twilight had given him on thestrals back when he was pulling his little prank. He did not like the conclusions he was drawing from it. So far he discovered he could not gain the power boost from animals, thestrals could. He could heal his wounds by drinking vital essence, they could not. They only got serious urges had they not fed in over two weeks, Handy could not go a week without becoming antsy, he could hear someone’s pulse at a distance, they, alledgedly, could not. What else was different between the two? They were the closest reference to whatever he had become and they were already making a poor one.