Handy was quiet for a moment as he considered that. He didn’t want to lie to Warm. Besides, it might as well be pointless, as there was no way he was unmarked by the princess after approaching him in the street. Warm was going to find out one way or another once the Crown approached him, if at all. Hell, for all Handy knew, this was probably a set up by the Equestrians. His mouth twitched as he suppressed a smile. Trust Warm to be put up to something without his knowing—the man was too honest. That, or perhaps Handy had grown too cynical.