"Alright... Let's see how it goes..." He murmurs, before taking to the air again, and then trying to lean back and forth to see which directions he'd go in.
"That is to be expected, you have never used those muscles before. I shouldn't have to tell you this but you can use your take off method to make high jumps instead of always flight."
"Well, you could dive bomb people from above, but that will obviously hurt you as well. If you want more power you will likely have to just train... somehow."
"Well, you got that gun now... which is pretty neat. But maybe something heavier and less reliant on limited ammo would be nice. Hey Hina, any records on making weapons?!"
"Of course, but jsut because I know about them doesn't mean I can do it!"
"Sooo... If we maybe find someone who could do it... And... Well... If Hina shows them how to do it... They'll have both the means and the knowledge. They'll probably want something in return, I suppose..."
He shrugs. "Well, sure, but just remember it was me who gave you your wings back." He says, patting her shoulder and smiling serenely. "Now... Let's move. We've wasted enough time already." He says, before turning to the direction they were heading in, and starting to walk.
The others fall into line and soon the group is moblie again. As they walk through the city they see several familiar mutants walking around. They all give small nods and give them a wide birth, a few even wave and smile... likely the new followers.
"Nevertheless... The seed has been planted in their heads. That's all she needs." He murmurs, chuckling. "But yes... The choice in whether to believe in her or not is up to them. Oh, and I got this from her, by the way." He says, taking out the whistle and showing it to them.
"Well... This whistle actually summons a hellhound to help us. However, we can only use it every couple of hours." He says, holding it up so they can get a better look at it.
The whistle feels to be made out of wood and is a charcoal looking black color. It is beyond smooth and is a tad longer than a normal whistle would be. "What good can a dog do us?! We already got a wolf!"
"Hellhounds are a lot bigger and scarier, I assume." He says with a shrug, before putting the whistle away. "Nevertheless... It's a gift, and we shouldn't spurn it." He says, giving Chasey a smile.
"Well... She's probably got a lot invested in us. She's just... Well... Being a little careful." He says with a shrug. "For all I know, there are other priests of hers out there."