[...But the wings are very pretty. Not that Zephyr's going to admit this out loud. He comes up beside Zelos, leaning on the rail and looking sidelong at the panels of shimmering gold.]
[They remind him of fire, and divinity.]
[It makes Zephyr's shoulders itch, even if they look barely anything like his.]
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[...But the wings are very pretty. Not that Zephyr's going to admit this out loud. He comes up beside Zelos, leaning on the rail and looking sidelong at the panels of shimmering gold.]
[They remind him of fire, and divinity.]
[It makes Zephyr's shoulders itch, even if they look barely anything like his.]
Congratulations. You must be proud.
[So dryly.]