It's not like you aren't still beautiful. Your wings will, they'll heal, right?

[She triest to hide her smile behind her hand. She knows she's so bad with teasing them, and that she should know better than to keep egging them on, but it just makes her happy. At least someone here can make a genuine connection with someone. She's grateful for their success, even where she's failed.]

Besides, I'm sure you're not the only one who cares. I guess... I guess I just wish I had the sense to care about someone who'd make the feeling mutual.