Whizzle peeked with an eye towards Nathan. She remained still and ready to continue her unconscious and wounded act when the boy would turn around. Purposely breaking a wing hurt, it won't be much since she can always heal it one way or another, but it still hurt. She wondered how he would react now after he's ranting. She waited for awhile more but if the boy showed no signs to look at her direction, Whizzle would then tap into her psionics and sent an urge to look toward her direction into his skull before falling back to her act of being unconscious.