Devan looked even more confused. The reaction Dolphus had he’d chalked up to being glad at the healing. No, it was the words that confused him. The gulf in likeness between winged beings he’d met was growing all the while. That meant there was more he didn’t know in the world.
“Not born with? Odd, I guess you’re different from Winged friends. They tell me they’re born with wings, Surehart says they’re like dragons in that.” Devan shook off his confusion, now was not the time to be burdening friends. “Devan is glad to have helped Dolphus.” He said with a smile. “Hopefully it can make a part of your story happier.”
Right now he had half a mind to write to metal friend, he desperately wanted to ask more questions about the Sunblessed. That would have to wait however, he tried not to write when he had company. It was quite rude.