Shaun pursed his lips together as he took it all in, frowning faintly, but he keeps his grip on Desmond's shirt. He was very certain that the budding wings hadn't been there this morning, definitely hadn't been there yesterday, and that meant that they were growing faster than they ought. Also abnormal, but what wasn't about this situation? The shirt couldn't stay on, because if the wings continued to develop at their apparent rate, it could get ugly, might potentially even damage them if they were constricted before they were fully formed.
"So," Shaun started, trying to keep his tone conversational despite the fact that he was starting to wonder if this was the sort of thing that demanded a hospital visit. There was no way he could take Desmond to one, of course, but it didn't make him any happier to think that this could potentially be life threatening. "I hardly need to ask if your family has a history of avians in its bloodline, but, er... that might be slightly more relevant to you specifically from now on."
A pause, and he added, "And we really ought to get your shirt off before they get any bigger."
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Date: 2015-02-24 05:58 am (UTC)"So," Shaun started, trying to keep his tone conversational despite the fact that he was starting to wonder if this was the sort of thing that demanded a hospital visit. There was no way he could take Desmond to one, of course, but it didn't make him any happier to think that this could potentially be life threatening. "I hardly need to ask if your family has a history of avians in its bloodline, but, er... that might be slightly more relevant to you specifically from now on."
A pause, and he added, "And we really ought to get your shirt off before they get any bigger."