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[A currently female Wingy is laying on the floor, head clutched in her hands. No screaming, no talking, just laying there with her eyes squeezed shut. Her wings are flapping uselessly against her back as she curls up.]

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Got it.

[ he was about to leave.. but the rustling of her clothes was enough to make him stop and watch. it shouldn't be a problem having essentially agreed to having an intimate relationship with one another. still, he's going to stay quiet while she's dressing. ]

[ the look of concern returns at the sight of her scars, his hand coming up unconsciously to touch the back of his own neck. did he really have some bar code thing tattooed on him...? ]

What's wrong?

...it's nothing. [ looks away from her, dropping his hand. ]

If you're wondering... you have a bar code too.

Tch... No surprise there.

It's better if you don't think about them.

That's a hard thing to do after seeing what it's capable of. [ takes a step back into the room towards her. ]

It is a little scary.

[ stops behind Luke, stretching a hand out to pet a wing. ] Haven't they done enough to you?

Apparently not.

[ scoffs bitterly and hugs her from behind. ]

[ pulls her tighter against himself, leaning in to press his lips to the bar code. ]

....get some rest.

Okay. I will.

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