[She can't help the grin at the way he finally catches up. Mentally.]
I suppose I can indulge you.
[With a little thought about it, a pair of delicate-looking green and dappled-gold wings pop from her shoulder blades and spread out behind her, like that of a Gouldain finch. What she fails to notice is the slight golden aura around her while they're extended, but she's too busy giving him a slow turn.]
I wanted to be angry that my broom didn't come with me, but this works too.
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I suppose I can indulge you.
[With a little thought about it, a pair of delicate-looking green and dappled-gold wings pop from her shoulder blades and spread out behind her, like that of a Gouldain finch. What she fails to notice is the slight golden aura around her while they're extended, but she's too busy giving him a slow turn.]
I wanted to be angry that my broom didn't come with me, but this works too.