"...Wait, what do you mean it doesn't give pain feedback?"

"I mean it's telling me you crumpled the feather a little but it doesn't actually hurt. Usually I'd feel that kind of thing, I'm not invulnerable, just indestructible."

"...Mine hurt," she says, annoyed. "Ugh, I bet I know why, too. I have a kind of - ground injury; it makes most things hurt."

"...What, all the time?"

"Whenever I touch something, especially something alive but even air does it a little, or use my groundsense or go near blight or Corruption or Crimson. I'm used to it. And it's gotten much better since I ate a full course of life candies."

"Life candies?"

"They're candies you can find deep underground in Terraria, and they - well, the phrase the guide uses is 'increase your max life', but mostly what I noticed is that they make everything hurt less. And I guess they made me harder to injure too."

"Huh. I don't know if those would do anything useful for me but I'm glad they helped you."

"Well, if you want some, there are plenty of islands around to find them under. Anyway, I should go tinker with these." She hefts the bundle of Cam's old wings.

"Sure, have fun."

"Do you think you'll want them back if I manage to make Terraria wings out of them, or do you like my old flame wings too much?"

"I like the flame wings a lot. Especially the convenient light-shedding properties. I do not feel proprietary about my discards or anything, I can always make them over again."

Cam goes for a fly with the new wings. They work great. He likes them. He tests whether he can swim with them on.

They are perfectly swimmable and continue merrily flaming underwater!

That's hilarious. He swims a few laps, gets out of the pool - and reads up on painkillers.

Sable, meanwhile, tinkers with his wings.

At around noon, Cam goes looking for her.

She is sitting at the complicated desk in her room full of crafting stations, with a bowl of red-and-yellow mushrooms beside her from which she occasionally nibbles a mushroom. The wings are on the desk.

"Hey. Are you really enjoying those mushrooms, because I can take my lunch-making prowess elsewhere."

"I'm not especially enjoying them, no. You can try one if you like."

Cam tries one. He makes her a loaded cheeseburger and fries and a peanut butter milkshake and a set of same for himself. "They are not particularly fine examples of mushrooms. By the way, if you ever develop preferences about what you eat besides not the same things you've been eating for eight years let me know."

Nom. "How goes the crafting?"

"Along. Craftily."