His blue eyes look to the wings in a quick glance, then back to her face. He doesn't want to be rude after all. What could they be made out of though? Did they bother her? How did she sleep with them attached to her?

Dozens more questions ran through his mind.

"I think the furthest I've really been is New York City. This is quite different, though I won't complain. It's quiet." Hopefully the wi-fi didn't suck here. Jarvis was rather dependent on it, though he'd deny all day and night.