[The body you have now is meant for it, and there's plenty of sense in that, he supposes. He feels lighter somehow, stronger, muscles and tendons and bones all knowing what to do without any conscious effort. Strange to him yes, but not unpleasant. He nods his affirmation, just once. Sharp and quick.
The Witch moves closer, careful and slow, Julian making no move to restablish the distance. Instead he spreads his arms when the question comes, just slighty parts his wings.]
no subject
The Witch moves closer, careful and slow, Julian making no move to restablish the distance. Instead he spreads his arms when the question comes, just slighty parts his wings.]
What? Oh. Yes, go right ahead.
[Palms spread, an invitation.]