[you lived in a world of monsters and unrealistic creatures. ghouls and more roamed the streets in broad daylight. you were an angel. you were always complimented on your wings. but you noticed that your little brother, a demon, would always be jealous of the compliments you got. his pointy wings were never complimented, though he was so sweet, and complimented many others. one day, you walked into his room to ask him something, and heard him crying about his 'ugly wings'.]

how to comfort him ?