"Hell no!"
Aaron took several quick steps back, putting distance between himself and Bella like she had just offered to do something deeply unreasonable. Which, in his opinion, she had.
Cut off his wings? His wings?
How was that even being presented as a solution? He would rather come up with the most creative, elaborate, completely made-up explanation in the history of mankind before he let anyone take a blade to those. His dream of actually flying one day was still very much alive and sitting at the top of his priority list. He wasn't about to let it get cut off along with the wings.
Bella took his dramatic retreat in stride. She shrugged with the calm of someone who had expected that answer and already moved on internally.
