"Why do you have that?"

Inarius' immediate response to a child by your side is blatant suspicion. Maybe some disdain for your antics. He spares it a fleeting glance, before returning to the main hall. An animal, maybe he would've been more accepting— but not a human. Nothing loiters and stains Sanctuary the way they do. Even if it's a child that simply watched his wings with the most reverent attention.

"This is an unnecessary waste of time. Return it."