[Billy furrows his brows at her, zoning out during the psychology mumbo-jumble to try and give her situation a good pondering first. Everyone has wings when they come here. Everyone. It's kind of a rule. At the very least a standard. Why are these people different? Why is his mom with them? It has to mean something, but he has no idea what.
Instead of answering her question - because a picture really is worth a thousand, and he's certain she'll have a few to say about this - he just lifts his cape aside and turns his body just enough to show off the little blue jay wings he's been sporting since he got here.]
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Instead of answering her question - because a picture really is worth a thousand, and he's certain she'll have a few to say about this - he just lifts his cape aside and turns his body just enough to show off the little blue jay wings he's been sporting since he got here.]