[She blushes happily at his spirited response, wishing they were at an altitude where it was safe for him to pat her head. She absolutely trusts him not to drop her, as much as the possibility frightens her. Exposure to so much air rapidly dries her wings until they're almost completely translucent. They feel uncomfortable all bent, so she instinctively flexes her back and stretches them out wide. They're big for her body but much smaller in comparison to Killua's. Though they've expanded, they're still not ready yet. Not that she was brave enough to fly from here.

Alluka pulls back and gazes up at her handsome brother, mystified by him as always and attracted to his new set of wings. It was like something she'd seen in a hazy dream once, where Killua rescued her and they flew away from the Zoldyck mansion together. Her lived reality is better than the dream, she's decided, because she doesn't wake up when she leans in and gives him a kiss on the cheek.]