"Awww."

He shoots Cam a bewildered look.

Shrug.

"Anyway, wings?"

"I have mine made so that it wouldn't hurt if I cut them off but I've never actually done it and frankly the idea weirds me out even though I was planning on the possibility. You will have to do it about a dozen times to keep having wings that are sized right for you, and more often if you ever want to not conspicuously have wings for some reason. I'd give it some thought if I were you."

"I have! I gave it lots of thought and I want wings."

"Did you give the cutting them off twelve times part a lot of thought, because it didn't sound like that had occurred to you before."

"I can probably invent a wizardry spell for it, or get an angel to resize them."

"The average random angel will assume you are, in fact, a demon, and dislike you on that basis."

"That's stupid."

"Yes, I know."

"Maybe I'll go to Heaven with my wings and make friends there and explain to them that demons aren't bad."

"There is no explanation for someone claiming to be a demon being located in Heaven that doesn't involve interdimensional transit. You'd have to be a weird angel who made unconventional wing decisions."

"...and wants help getting my wings bigger because I'm stupid like all of the other angels and can't do it?"

"Well, being racist is different from not being very good at adjusting a set of wings, but it's not implausible that an angel would want help upsizing the wings."

"Or if I summon one then obviously I will be its summoner and therefore not a demon."

"Yeah, I guess if there's nobody else in the room who could've done it."

"And maybe there are angels who aren't racist or who can be talked out of being racist if someone is patient with them. Not me. I'm not patient. But someone. Maybe Leaf, people make sense to him."

"Oh, sure, there are non-racist angels, it'd just take some looking, or you'd have to go with somebody who died from Space Arda."

"So the point is I can do it."

"You could get angels to upsize your wings with a considerable time investment by finding one who'd be willing to work with demon-style wings and knows enough to do it in lieu of removing and remaking, yes."

"Or maybe by then I will be a demon and then I can do the removing and remaking myself."

"I don't mind remaking your wings for you when they get too small, I'm concerned you would not be comfortable with the part where they come off. When you get used to them it's about as appealing as cutting off your arms."

"Do you want to do that so I can show you that I can handle it?"

"...uh, no? Your arms were not even made without nerves in the shoulders, that is a terrible idea."