"Wait, what?" Concern spread over Azrael's face and a strange vulnerable feeling crept in. It must be what humans feel like when they think they might have something in their teeth. She reached behind herself and patted her back, to make sure no feathers were sticking out. "You could see my wings before? When?" She glanced over her shoulder, as a double check to make sure her wings were still pulled into her back, then looked back at him slowly. "Is this a part of your shining? Have you seen wings on anyone else?"