"He cares for everyone, I think. He just tries not to let on." Her fingers were sooty and dirty, but she paid no mind. She liked taking care of him, and she would enjoy a shower later. "Is it silly of me that I missed your wings?" She stroked gently over a finished section. "I'd like Gabe to be there myself. He's a dear."
After a few more moments, she kissed his back again. "Your wings are done, sweetheart. Let me get my scissors and hairbrush, and we'll get that hair out of your face."