Nervous

Quinn hopped off the ledge and came further into the center of the roof. With a breath he stretched out both wings to their full span, casting a glance toward both.

'Hovering? I don't think I quite understand.'

He was nervous. At least if he messed up he wouldn't fall off the roof...unless he really messed up.

He took a deep breath. He shouldn't be thinking like that right now.

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