He pressed his shoulders back to roll his head. The wings had placed a lot of pressure about his shoulders that often caused his neck to ache. At times, he had pains that he couldn't just get rid of with a few simple stretches but in this case a soft pop was heard through his motions.

He turned to face the bar once again to give his back a break. Wings were heavy things and to those that don't have them, they were a curiosity. He smiled to himself knowing that she might be just as curious and the drumming of her fingers told the story.

"Something on your mind?" Usually people that drummed their fingers usually had something they wanted to do or had some energy they needed to spend.