[ When Pod gets close, he brings his hands to his chest, fingers curled into small fists. He's unsure about this. ... he does reach forwards to gently tap a finger against it, confused as to the hard surface.
He's distracted enough that his wings unfurl slightly, straightening at her question. ]
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He's distracted enough that his wings unfurl slightly, straightening at her question. ]
... no? Why would they be?