[A grimace, watching him with a hand over his mouth, curled around his chin.]
1T'S UH, mY BACK. uH, tHE AX1LLARY REG1ON OF MY R1GHT W1NG.
[Not thinking about if Darkleer knows what he means by that, but it's hard enough to tell him. Damage to his wings is something he... usually takes care of on his own, but that part of his back is out of his reach and he hasn't had it torn at before. He'd just let it heal on it's own, but... okay, maybe doing that just scares him. What if it doesn't heal right?]
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1T'S UH,
mY BACK.
uH,
tHE AX1LLARY REG1ON OF MY R1GHT W1NG.
[Not thinking about if Darkleer knows what he means by that, but it's hard enough to tell him. Damage to his wings is something he... usually takes care of on his own, but that part of his back is out of his reach and he hasn't had it torn at before. He'd just let it heal on it's own, but... okay, maybe doing that just scares him. What if it doesn't heal right?]