"You didn't cause this fight, my brother would of said anything to set me off." He had no idea what went down with Avalons dad but he doubted that the harpy caused that fight either.
"Eh I'm fine. Nothing I can't handle." Penn offered a confident smile, slightly obscured by the rag he held against his nose. In all honesty, his wings being wet is what annoyed him the most. He could handle a bloody nose.
"If you uh..really wanna give me a hand, you could help dry my wings? I could pull it off if I had both hands free." Penn chuckled. He hoped Avalon wasn't just being polite by offering, that would be embarrassing.

