Zayden took Isauras direction setting himself upright and trying to take his mind to other places as she performed her operation on him. Zayden drifted off to a time when he wanted nothing more than to be like his dad back in the days when he was a short chubby kid with wings that could barely hold him aloft for more than a few moments. To him his dad seemed all powerful, unstoppable even but what parent isint unstoppable to their kid. He remembered the moment when he told his dad he was gonna be just like him when he got older and his dad stared at him for a moment before speaking and telling him that he had limitless potential. This was one of the few compliments his father rarely paid him as he would grow to find out. 

Moments later Isaura would finish and Zayden would brandish an excited smile as he was relieved to have his wing begin healing properly. Zayden would turn around holding her hands "you don't have any idea what this means to me really ive never been so ecstatic in my life. there must be some way I can repay" he said excitedly "are you from the city" Zayden asked looking at Isaura