at this? some of the tension seems to leave her, and child smiles, reaching out to brush her fingertips over them again. "is like da," she echoes, satisfied- for now. she still didn't wings would help protect her partner, but she'd just go back to practicing in private. she'd figure it out. "has very prettys wings, too."
"Prettier, really." Nightmare snorts.
"Inarguably." Sci hums, without missing a beat.
Dream laughs, and Nightmare glares with all the menace of a very insulted stuffed animal.










