He shrank back against the wall of the cell, hating himself for doing so but unable to hide his fear.
His eyes were drawn to his wings...they were unlike any Calix had ever seen, and the source of the soft glow...he noticed a few, small moths fluttering around them, attracted to the light
"..."
He turned away from Calix, curling up into a ball and hiding his face in his arms
"...."
He heard the clatter and glanced over at him
"...What are you doing...?"
"...but you're still going to..."
