Windy finally stops doting and you take the opportunity to clutch the gifted towel over your waist. Bow starts to speak and you snap to him with a deer in the headlights look, “I’ll say! They almost look as bad as the first time our little Rainbow flew through a tree!” He chuckles and tosses another log on the fire, “She said that she thought if she flew fast enough she wouldn’t notice! Heheheheh!”