"Yes," Handy shot back, tugging on the abomination that he had the gall to call winter gear, torn and scorched as it was from Thorax's delightful welcome, bits of it coming off as he did so. "I've had to improvise in order to stay out of sight this whole time. Because, you know, this is Equestria, and I lack the appropriate papers. Oh, and I may have been involved in an explosion in a major Equestrian city. Little worries like that."