[The glow is worrying, if only because he doesn't know what to expect and it blinds his eyes, and it takes a bit of effort to keep himself from reaching for his weapons again. It's a little girl. He can probably handle her.]
[As his eyes adjust from the bright light to everything else, he squints at the sight before him.]
...You get wings?
[And a halo, apparently, but he has no idea what purpose that could serve.]
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[As his eyes adjust from the bright light to everything else, he squints at the sight before him.]
...You get wings?
[And a halo, apparently, but he has no idea what purpose that could serve.]