Francis can feel the wings on his back as Riddick cleans them. Feel them ripple, yearning to take to the sky. In time he won't be able to deny the urges The Dragon has, and he'll have to find his first witnesses. The right sacrifices.
"I only wonder," he muses out loud, "if there will be a way to spare those I'm close to once I start. In my dreams, I had to pretend to burn the Dragon to keep an innocent safe."