"Well, some of us are less lucky than others. Can I pick you up for a second?"

"Sure!"

So he does, walks a couple of steps, then puts him down again.

Fëanáro feels... strange. Almost tingly, except it's not quite a physical sensation.

He spreads his wings and tries to shake it off, sort of.

Doesn't work. "I can't affect the world, and the world can't affect me," Gasconade explains. "If I get shot and I die, I get better. If I shoot someone and they die, they get better. If I write something, it disappears. If I make something, it's unmade. If I get a haircut, my hair grows back. And if I pick you up and put you somewhere else..."

Pop, back where he started. 

"...that sounds kind of depressing."

"It is, a bit. I can't really lead a normal life," he says, cheerfully. "Thirty seconds, approximately, is as long as things I do stay done. On the bright side, I'll never screw up too badly."

"...I guess that makes sense. People can remember you normally?"

"Yes, and whatever happened to them, that's the one exception. It's—unsettling, to be killed and then not be dead anymore but remember having been killed."

"...does that happen often?"

"Does, when I go patrolling. I'm a bit more reckless than other people, because I can afford to be, and it's as confusing to the villains as it is to me."

Hug?

...sure, why not. Pat pat.

"I wonder if I made you things if they'd stick. I guess probably not."

"Like what?"

"Dunno. Wings, if you wanted wings."

"Oh. I don't think so, but—you could try?"

"Okay. I'll make them so if they don't magically come off in thirty seconds I can take them off anyway if you don't want them. ...for wings you'd need to not be wearing a shirt."

He shrugs and removes his shirt. His skin is weird enough that it barely looks like skin.

And now he has wings like Epic's but grownup sized.

And he waits thirty seconds.

They're gone.

He sighs.

"Sorry."

"Not your fault, pretty used to it by now."

"...I can also turn people into birds, but there's no reason to expect that one to stick either -"

"Sure, why not?"