See? She's going to be angry at him no matter what. Now that he's finally managed to haul himself up to his feet, he'll step closer, reaching out towards the nearest wing but stopping short of actually touching it. First, he'll look back at Rita.

"It is," he concurs, "Though these ones look big enough to actually be useful." Though for all he knows, she's afraid of heights. "May I? I've had wings before. I can show you how they're meant to fold. They'll at least be more out of your way then."