[The wings were at least a lot nicer looking then they had first been. They did not drip with blood or grease anymore, and the feathers had been cleaned to avoid staining.
For a long moment, Rakka laid there in silence, possibly long enough for Raye to think she might have fallen asleep until she quietly states,]
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[The wings were at least a lot nicer looking then they had first been. They did not drip with blood or grease anymore, and the feathers had been cleaned to avoid staining.
For a long moment, Rakka laid there in silence, possibly long enough for Raye to think she might have fallen asleep until she quietly states,]
This happened to me before. To my other self.