Giving his wings a good stretch meant that she had time to mull her answer a bit. He reached down, rubbing at his thigh as he waited, but really you couldn't scratch an itch through a reinforced hero suit and khakis. He could try, but it never actually worked. Pressure was sometimes enough, anyway. He nodded some, smiling a little. "That's an okay reason..."
He had to laugh at the mention of Aizawa. Yeah. He knew about him, well, most people did these days. He'd been good at hiding once upon a time, when Hawks was a lot younger, but you could only hide in the shadows so much as a Pro Hero. "He's right. If all I could do was fly, I wouldn't be much help to anyone." He turned a little, taking a hopping step up onto the ledge while looking down. He lifted his arms, crossing his chest. "Have you ever heard the saying that heroes are born and not trained?"
A nod and he was turning, a bit haphazardly, before looking at her. He looked back over his shoulder, sliding a foot back on the bricks. "Well...What would you d-," he started just before slipping from the edge.