Though she's not really enjoying the feeling sweeping over her arms. Maybe those feathers are doing a quick check to make sure they're all intact, but she doesn't much care for that sensation of them stirring and ruffling in the storm wind. She tries to cross her arms together, to hide the worst of it. Maybe she can pass it off as some sort novel glove design or the like-?
Especially since there's more pressing matters.
"I don't think I'd manage that well, if you weren't here..." Speaking of, she's looking Zack up and down. He looks real enough. Physically there, capable of fighting a monster, and no traces of strange energy. "But... How is that you're here? And you're fit enough to fight? And-?"
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Though she's not really enjoying the feeling sweeping over her arms. Maybe those feathers are doing a quick check to make sure they're all intact, but she doesn't much care for that sensation of them stirring and ruffling in the storm wind. She tries to cross her arms together, to hide the worst of it. Maybe she can pass it off as some sort novel glove design or the like-?
Especially since there's more pressing matters.
"I don't think I'd manage that well, if you weren't here..." Speaking of, she's looking Zack up and down. He looks real enough. Physically there, capable of fighting a monster, and no traces of strange energy. "But... How is that you're here? And you're fit enough to fight? And-?"
Not dead?