The Mind is, frankly, a bit upset to wake up with wings. He had no warning, nothing he could do to prepare, and no idea what to do with wings. He blames Heart, of course. Heart’s the third who always had wings, so it’s only logical to blame Heart for just about everything.

Mind sighs as he gets up. He’ll probably have to talk to someone about this, but he first tests out his wings. Despite physics existing, Mind is able to push himself off the ground and into the air for a few moments, only to crash into the wall. He’s not exactly *enjoying* having two new limbs to deal with. He can already see a few jet black feathers fluttering to the ground. What a mess.

He, increasingly annoyed, walks out of his room to look for someone that can be held accountable. He’s not entirely sure how Heart could’ve done this, but he has some guessing. Most of the guesses revolve around Soul’s trident, and while it would be easy to blame Soul, it’s much easier to say Heart stole the trident and did Whole knows with it to cause this. In other words, Mind is going to blame Heart unless he gets evidence to the contrary.

Mind notices a shiny, red, draconic scale on the stand in the hallway. It is placed too deliberately and appears too well-kept to be from an accidental growth of wings… Mind’s still going to blame Heart, that feathery akaryocyte.