... There is very little that I would think impossible at this point.

[Now that he's at least partially assured that Saleh won't attempt to attack him, he glances over his shoulder to see what that pain is.]

[...the sight of snow white feathers doesn't startle him, but instead gives way into a fit of bemused chuckling.]

Though this... t'is certainly a thing of fantasy. Wings, on me of all people.