"Yikes," Sam said, smirking. "Yeah, I was bit by one of those once. I used to think they were all cute and friendly. I keep my distance nowadays."
"Flyboys? Like in airplanes and stuff? I guess seeing people with wings would be a little weird. Didn't get shot at, I hope?" Sam had seen too many movies about various spaceships and things being spotted by airplanes. He'd hate to think about what the government--at least, the government in every sci-fi movie ever--would do if they'd gotten their hands on someone like Iggy.