[Zulius pauses because he... honestly hadn't thought about it in all his panic. He looks at his back, at the wings, and flaps them a little- out of synch.]
I mean... MAYBE??? It'd make sense, right? ...
I have nooooo idea how you're supposed to do that.
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I mean... MAYBE??? It'd make sense, right? ...
I have nooooo idea how you're supposed to do that.