[ There was a surprised buzzing noise, and the back of Bugsy's shirt jostled from his wings flapping. His hand went to his cheek automatically, and as much as Coda was watching him, he was also watching them, maybe a little puzzled. They were so ethereal, and lovely, and what was he? A human fly, altogether too bodily and flawed and fleshy. But he laughed a little, weakly. Here he was, breaker of hearts, stilled by one kiss to his cheek. His voice wavered as he asked- ]
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They were so ethereal, and lovely, and what was he? A human fly, altogether too bodily and flawed and fleshy. But he laughed a little, weakly. Here he was, breaker of hearts, stilled by one kiss to his cheek. His voice wavered as he asked- ]
Really? You're sure?