"Well, how do you walk without thinking about it?" He smiled a little, offering that tidbit. How had she put it, when he'd arrived...?

The young man carefully sat on the edge of the level above, pushing off from that secure vantage point in order to flutter down to the puzzled fellow. His wings were broad and moth-like themselves, sprouting from tufts of orange hair at his shoulders.

The moment after he landed, however, he tucked his gem shard into his pocket and the wings disappeared.

"Expect it to work the same way you expect your knees to bend when you walk," he suggested. "If it sounds a bit insane, that's because it is. Still, it worked for me."