[ Angels are the first thought that came into mind since she grew up being fascinated by images of them. Pure angels and beautiful princesses—she liked that sort of thing in stories and pictures. Even if she knew it was unrealistic. They were nice distractions, especially for the kind of life she lived. Anyway, it doesn't make her less interested knowing that he isn't an actual angel. ]
Oh... okay. [ She gives an understanding nod. ] That's a nice ability to have. You can travel to all sorts of places if you fly! [ There's a small hint of a smile. The more she speaks, she begins to forget how embarrassed she was earlier over her little accident. ] But how do you grow wings? ...Can you show me? [ Without missing a beat, another question: ] What's an art- artificial angel?
[ Another big word that she nearly trips up on. Not as difficult as others, however. She's heard the word before. It's just not a term often used in her own vocabulary.
He's giving her less details in shorter sentences now, which is easier for her to follow along. There's always something in his words that she doesn't know about, however. And she keeps coming up with more questions to ask... ]
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Oh... okay. [ She gives an understanding nod. ] That's a nice ability to have. You can travel to all sorts of places if you fly! [ There's a small hint of a smile. The more she speaks, she begins to forget how embarrassed she was earlier over her little accident. ] But how do you grow wings? ...Can you show me? [ Without missing a beat, another question: ] What's an art- artificial angel?
[ Another big word that she nearly trips up on. Not as difficult as others, however. She's heard the word before. It's just not a term often used in her own vocabulary.
He's giving her less details in shorter sentences now, which is easier for her to follow along. There's always something in his words that she doesn't know about, however. And she keeps coming up with more questions to ask... ]