The taller mutant kept climbing, trusting that her sister would see anything amiss before she did. The bricks in front of her nose kind of got in the way of that.

Flandre clambered in through the window after her sister. The creaking reminded her of how warped the frame was; she had almost forgotten.

"Can you help me put my wings on, Remi?" Of course she could manage it herself--but it would be faster with help.