"Is like holding a flex for a long time, it gets tiring like this," she replied in a tense voice. His people were so about her hiding them, taking them off, but it was like asking someone to love their hair or dull their eyesight. "They will shield me from most attacks, any damage is molted and the feathers regrown to replace. " Making a face, she rolled a shoulder as she considered his question. "I could withstand a blast, the wings absorb a good amount of energy and force, but will still end up bruised all over."