[She immediately obliges, turning to sit cross-legged on the bed with her back to Betty. But her movements do slow at the question. How she got her wings. That was... something she didn't think about often. Something she didn't like to think about.
But if it would help, then she didn't want to hide anything.
She looks to Heine, blue eyes meeting red, and she nods. Yes, it was okay. He could tell her as much or as little as he liked, whatever he thought necessary. She wasn't ashamed, not really. She just hated the pity that people felt the need to give once they knew. But she tilts her chin upwards just a bit, and waits for him to start.]
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But if it would help, then she didn't want to hide anything.
She looks to Heine, blue eyes meeting red, and she nods. Yes, it was okay. He could tell her as much or as little as he liked, whatever he thought necessary. She wasn't ashamed, not really. She just hated the pity that people felt the need to give once they knew. But she tilts her chin upwards just a bit, and waits for him to start.]