He nods. It's good that Neil at least knows it's there, isn't going to say anything about him being outta his fuckin' mind because sure, he is, but that doesn't mean he's crazy.

Like the tree, if he looks just right, he can just see the shadow of Neil's wings. The moonlight makes this possible.

He smiles thinly. "I guess someday you're gonna get sick of having to save me."