That is all the push they need. Winter turns to dress down the onlookers and Rue pulls the offensive hoodie over their broad shoulders, tugging their wings as best as they can through the sleeves, before their feathery head is peeking out of the hood.

"It is true." Quiet at first, though as they continue to try and tug the sleeves down, Rue takes a gentle step forward. "I do not have the capacity within me to hurt anyone. And I could never hurt a human. I have come to care for far too many of them."