“Oh, such hostility. I’m more than willing to let bygones be bygones if you are,” she said silkily, getting up off of Thorax’s haunches and taking a few steps closer. Handy pushed off of the crates to look down at her properly. “Well?” she asked expectantly with a sly grin. Handy ground his teeth together, uncomfortable memories springing to mind. He regretted it, of course he did, but not for the reasons either she or Thorax surmised. But it was galling to be tricked into apologizing to this… person.