Handy… He did not know how to even. He had seen a hippogriff back in Infrendare, but he had wisely dismissed that as some rare breed of griffon he was previously unaware of, because the alternative had been laughably impossible. This time, however, he was having a distinctly difficult time rationalizing what he saw before him. Therefore, he didn't. His brain came up with the most convenient excuse, as in to ignore it and move on. It was then he noticed the kid was crying into its arms.