Shannon gave a simple nod. Even if they weren't badly hurt, if they were to fall she knew she'd bury herself in guilt. She didn't know Amos. At least not that well. And he seemed like he bounced back okay.
"You would have to handle the doors. My hand doesn't reach, and it doesn't register my head. I think it is the horns." Her shoulders shifted as if to shrug. What was the worst that would happen? She'd fall? She would't get any lift? Those things didn't worry her. The muscles she shifted to make the wings move seemed as if they were strong enough to carry her.