"I think it'll be okay for this. Just a short hop." And it would give him a chance to make sure he'd re-aligned it properly.
He was glad for the quiet here, because it meant he knew right where everything was, he stretched his wings, first one, then the other before flapping hard, liftoff from standing was one of the first things the Flock had learned.
He felt his wing pop once he reached the top of his arc, shaking his head once he slipped through the window, stretching the injured one carefully, "Okay, think it's fixed."