Liandra glanced down feeling equally embarrassed as she was guilt ridden.  People were killing each other and all she was concerned about was making sure that she had some say in the matter of how she was treated.<br/>"I'm sorry Camille."  She apologised.  "My experience in that other girl's stomach before and the way I was just about squashed between your breasts earlier has led me to believe that I can't be killed.  Somehow, my body now adapts to whatever situation it's put und...wait, did you say your breasts felt sensitive?"  Liandra pondered.  "Both you and the girl on the rooftop had sore ears when I went nearby and when my wings were digested inside the other girl she could hear and talk with me quite clearly.  I thought she was going to keep me inside there forever and had fallen asleep inside her, but you saved me and I now know that my wings can grow back, though it feels as though my back is being torn apart when that happens.  I think my wings might have some strange effect on the senses of people."  She explained while finally figuring it out for herself.  When Camille peeled her loose, Liandra fell back into the palm of her hand and let her wings shrink down until they spanned the width of only a mere few centimeters.  "Oh,and I can also change the size of them."  She added as an afterthought while stating the obvious and sitting up in the palm of her friend's open hand.  "Let's just try and make sure you stay alive Camille, I think that you're the only person in this new world that I can really count on just now.  Let's just hope that Davilon has some sort of plan to fix all this."  She mentioned to Camille as fleeting thoughts of her life previous to this one begun to slowly fade like something that was at one time a long happy dream in which she had many friends.  She curled up in Camille's hand and started to weep.  "All my friends and family, even if I get turned back to normal, I'll never see their faces again, never see them smile...or laugh...or even cry."  She sobbed, her tears dripping onto the, now sensitive palm, of Camille's gentle hand.<br/><br/>((Your fingers will be a little sticky from peeling the wings.  If you lick or smell them you will experience a sweet and delicate taste or scent and have the relevant sense heightened for a while, maybe 15 minutes.  If you swallow the sticky fluids on your fingers then all your senses will be heightened for about 5 minutes.  Your breasts will probably be sensitive for about another hour, given how long Liandra's wings were stuck to them.))