[He releases the wing and watches it carefully, making certain that Spock can indeed hold it against his back on his own before sliding his fingers to the base of the opposite wing. He once again ran his fingers through the softness of Spock's feathers and begins to carefully fold it along it's natural inclinations. Halfway there he stops, peers around Spock to check his expression]
I am bad and should feel bad. But I don't.
[He releases the wing and watches it carefully, making certain that Spock can indeed hold it against his back on his own before sliding his fingers to the base of the opposite wing. He once again ran his fingers through the softness of Spock's feathers and begins to carefully fold it along it's natural inclinations. Halfway there he stops, peers around Spock to check his expression]
You are well?