“There was a huge swarm of changeling’s flying through the sky last night!” the foal said, smiling and stretching his hooves in the air for emphasis. “Daddy and his friends caught a few saying how a great mercenary called the Heartless saved their city from a big scary dragon! All bones and fire the lizard was, and that they were returning home now that it was safe.” The foal pointed at the hammer at Handy’s waist. “They said that the Heartless saved them with a big, silver hammer just like that! So are you him, huh?” He leaned up, hope in his eyes.