[She smiles at his simple pleasure. Her liking his wings should be the last thing that surprises him; even when she saw the fakes, she thought them beautiful. His real ones were another experience entirely. When he hands her his picks, she exchanges hers easily enough, unable to help but feel some amusement at him calling it 'fair'. Like it were some deal.]
Mm, not anything I can think of. Unless there's something specific you wanted.
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Mm, not anything I can think of. Unless there's something specific you wanted.