Or a candle dancing on the breeze

If he had known his answer had caused that reaction in her, he would have been sorry for it, for in truth he was embarrassed by his own response the instant he delivered it. It was plain, no trace of the creativity or vision that hers had held, but it was true. He could not imagine being anything but what he was, and he was content.

"I like what I know. Sadly, such a thing rarely leads to adventure or much of an interesting life, but I guess I have never minded the idea my life might be boring." He smiled back. "Some of us were built for other things. Thank you, though I much preferred your own answer." As his had given her some insight, hers had given him some as well. It showed a bit more of the type of personality she was... A learner, interested in the sights and what the world had to offer. "I imagine you would learn a lot with wings, even for only a day."