I was stopped by a couple of the students, who kept asking me about how my wings worked and how I could fly with them. I tried explaining that it wasn't magic and wasn't physically impossible, but I doubt any of them listened. Before I knew it, there was a crowd, and extracting myself from that was quite the chore.

One of them even wanted me to come in so their professors could poke and prod at me. What gall! I'd rather tug on a lion's tail and wait for the sweet embrace of death.

[Yeah, he's still pretty annoyed about it.]