Aban gave her breakfast, began eating his own. ]Her soul is pure, he thought. So why would God cast her out if she'd done nothing wrong? He chewed a strip of jerky thoughtfully.
"Maybe some food for the trip but how can I hide my hide wings cause if I try hiding them in my back flesh they will break even more and cause me all kinds of pain"
Aban truly had no idea. "I... I don't know," he said. "Maybe there's a... a healer who can heal your wing. I have the ability to heal, but I don't know if I'd hurt you more if I tried."
"If I try going to a healer they will know the second they see my wings that I am a fallen and there are more than paladins around the world, Oh Aban I am scared" it showed in her eyes