Outside, she let Serena come up to her and John, huddle into them both and explain what was going on. The idea of a memory wipe being made afterwards was of some comfort as she really didn't want to be hunted after being seen so publicly with her wings out in broadlight. She looked at John when he confirmed he could handle the wiping of minds part, if she was willing to do this to help people. The fact he gave her the option to back out meant a lot to her, but she felt deep down she couldn't back out, even if she wanted to. "I'll do it" she said to them both, "just...just keep anyone who might rush me away please? I can't handle the idea of being rushed at" she added, before sighing and stepping in front of Serena to look at the all faces of people who weredesperate for hope. A look in the eyes that she knew personally all too well. A look she herself had for a long time before she met Serena, John and Chas. 

With a deep inhale, she equally deeply exhaled as her hands shook from nerves as the many eyes all stared at her, still muttering about how she was their hope. As she tried to mute out their mutters, she let her wings appear through her 'tattoo' on her back, the marking glowing softly, getting brighter and brighter until her wings appeared and stretched out wide either side of her and upwards slightly. The reds and oranges of the feathers seeming to pick up the glimmer of the sun's rays and almost glitter in its rays. The full wing span an impressive length, easily equally the same as the height of a 6ft man on each wing.