[ There's the obvious question of aerodynamics, for example. Lucian may be light for his age and frame, but that certainly isn't light enough to propel him up in the air. ]

Thank you.

[ He tilts his head when Togusa comes over. It's a lot of hospitality, and there's a certain comfort in it - stability, despite what has happened the past few months. ]

I have to admit, I may have overworked myself the past month or so. [ Lucian leans back, sighing a little. ] My energy is not the same. I closed my clinic for a few days during the miniature episode, but I loath to extend it. There's still so much work to do.

[ He closes his eyes, deciding to offer some information that he would have kept to himself if it was anyone else. ]

I was born with a blood-related illness. If I become injured, it takes longer to heal, thus my caution. However, it does not seem to extend to these. [ Motioning to his wings. ] I fell once, but they bled gold instead of red. Have they become so adept as to graft foreign matter onto a human without rejection? Or am I becoming a bit senile instead...