User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-25808351-20180124030225/@comment-28358106-20180208042708

Thomas shrugs---as best he can, being entombed in velvety wing folds. His tone is firm, but genial. It's clear he's more than willing to give the young man a fair shake.

"We wouldn't want you to hike all over the place and be sent home hungry, now, would we?  No, that wouldn't do."

"Yes, this is true.  But, first..."

Tirush stands and lets Thomas go, and he practically rotates in place as he's unwrapped from her wings. She steps forward and towards a back exit, one that leads to the rear landing.

"Come," she says, gesturing with a taloned hand. "I wish to speak with you, alone."