[ No rocket ship? Hm. One last glance at the picture, thinking it would be nice to one day see a real one. She closes the book and returns it to the small pile on the table.
She adjusts her sitting position, folding her legs underneath her body and turns to look at him, leaning her side against the back of the chair. It takes her a moment to react, blinking curiously at him. Meeting a human that can grow wings is not what she expected. ...Is he human? ]
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She adjusts her sitting position, folding her legs underneath her body and turns to look at him, leaning her side against the back of the chair. It takes her a moment to react, blinking curiously at him. Meeting a human that can grow wings is not what she expected. ...Is he human? ]
...Are you an angel?