[ Lion fidgets with the ring still stuck firmly on their hand as she explains. The sensation of being watched by that many eyes is vaguely picking at a scab that they can't quite name, but she doesn't seem worried about the wings-with-eyes, so... maybe they shouldn't be, either?

If they didn't already have a headache brewing, they'd definitely have one now. Being this uncertain of things feels Wrong. ]

Oh, I didn't- that's not... [ As the worry fades, the first thought they had rolls back in again, and this time they're not quick enough to stop from blurting it out. ] -they're kind of pretty?

[ ...

Gonna just. Pretend they didn't say that, yep. ]

...But I think so. I don't remember anything before waking up this morning.