[Yenh was ready to tighten her grip on his wingwrist and Fight Him, for good or for ill, if he struggled. Fortunately, he does not; she merely uses it to guide him out ilm by ilm as she shifts the tangled shards of wood and glass.]
[It's careful work, but he's freed with only minimal new hurt. She draws her hand away so he can have his wing back.]
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[It's careful work, but he's freed with only minimal new hurt. She draws her hand away so he can have his wing back.]
There.