She was a little surprised when he managed to get a word out, parroting what they had been trying to exchange. She gave him an encouraging smile. And then, to her continued surprise, he formed words that even she hadn't said! She wasn't really sure how to comment on it, since "Oh great job on speaking!" just seemed like a really weird thing to say.

She noticed that one of his teeth was a little longer then the rest - his gemstone? That looked kind of uncomfortable. She unconsciously brought up a finger to touch the dumortiorite on her chest and then proceeded to flinch violently when he suddenly moved, turning to lick furiously at his drenched fur.

But no. No, everything is okay. Breath, Angela, breath.

She wrung her hands together a little nervously, tail curling around one of her ankles. "I'm...Angela. And do you have a name? Or you just...don't know what it is?"

She giggled again at the strange position that Mephisto was carrying himself in and ended up sitting down in front of him as well, kneeling down and settling her weight on her legs tucked under her, tail curling around her legs and wings drooping back and resting on the ground. She tilted her head curiously at the name. "Messy?" That was a funny name, but she wasn't going to object. She'd heard people with funnier names and he seemed to like it. "Okay. Nice to meet you...Messy." But still, she couldn't help the small giggle at the name. It was like she was pointing out the state of his fur whenever she said his name.

The lion's enthusiasm had her tensing up a bit. So many questions all of a sudden coming her way and she was taken aback with the sudden rush of talking. Wow, he was excited wasn't he? Her tail shifted unconsciously, tensing and curling up next to her and she played absently with her hands. "Uhm...I'm from...somewhere else. It's called Eridanus. There's all this, like, greenery. Plants and stuff. And yeah um. I have a dad and sisters. I look more like my dad then the rest, but Vivilene looks a little like me, but she's has, like. Two bodies kind of? Like she has a long body with four legs and then from here," she sat up straight and put a hand on her abdomen, "to here," she moved her hand to her head, "she looks like me. It's...hard to explain." Wow, Angela, you're really talking a lot there!

She stared at Messy and tried to think if she'd ever seen anyone like him before. "I mean...I'm sure there is. You look a little bit like...uh there's a lion in Eridanus? You look like him. A little bit. But he's bigger and older and white." She looked back at the feathered wings, which shifted under his gaze and gently touched one with her hand. "Oh these? They're wings. I use them to fly."

She can see it in his eyes - Messy has no idea what she's talking about. She tried to simplify it as best as she could, especially for a newly hatched gembound, but she was messing it up, wasn't she? Dang it, she should come up with a better way to describe the...odd creatures that made up the rest of her family. Well, she thought she'd done a good job describing Viviliene...

She snapped out of her thoughts, hands which she'd been playing with nervously in her lap stilled for a moment. "O-oh, right. Flying. It's, well...I think it would be easier to show you?" As she stood back onto her feet, adjusting her clothes a bit, thoughts swirled unbidden through her head. Was she being weird? Was this showing off? Would Messy be insulted that she was showing off something to him that he wouldn't be able to do? No, no it was fine. She was never offended when she watched people swim - this was the same thing, right?

She took a deep breath and opened her wings all the way. It was kind of hard to do a still take off like this and be stable right away, so she'd just have to be careful. Steadying herself, she took a small leap into the air as her wings thrust down. She eased herself up, only wobbling a little bit as she rose a little in altitude, wings working hard to keep her up. She stayed there for a moment before carefully setting herself back on the ground. All in all it was quite smooth and she kept her footing as she landed, folding her wings back and releasing a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding.

"So...yeah, that's flying. I can go faster and higher and stuff. It's pretty handy, I guess. Um...I don't know if you can grow feathers? Or if it will work? You can try, but I'm not sure how you would do it."

She was a little surprised (and a tad bit self-conscious) at Messy's enthusiastic reaction to her flying. Her tail curled a little nervously behind her and she crossed her arms over her stomach to stop them from twitching nervously. "O-oh yeah? It's not...a huge deal. To me, I guess. I've always had them."

She tilted her head at the sudden sad look on his face and found herself taking a step forward. "Oh, no, don't say that. You don't have to show me anything - you just hatched. And if you're anything like the lion I know then you're gonna get big! Everyone starts small. You just have to grow!" And, before she knew it, she was stretching out a hand, to gently pat the top of Messy's head. When her palm touched the course fur of his head, she froze, looking quite surprised herself that she'd actually done that.

Angela was still shocked by her own bravery in reaching forward to touch Messy, but when he leaned into the touch, her brain seemed to restart. Slowly, a little tentatively, she began to stroke the fur on the top of Messy's head. Little pets, since she wasn't really sure what she was doing, but he said he liked the touch so, uh...keep doing it? She seemed to still be surprised that she was doing it, but was starting to relax more and more.

After a moment she flinched, realizing that Messy had spoken to her. "Oh...yeah! I look forward to seeing that. I think that'll be cool." She smiled again - a small, sad smile - at the mention of family. "They're nice. But...I haven't seen them much lately. I live with my friends now. Not far from them, but away. I'm helping them build a house." She still wasn't sure if any of them even knew what a house was supposed to be, or if anyone else did, but she stuck with the word, since...well, that's what it was.