She almost walks right past him. Poison's been hit by this curse too and she hasn't been handling it well, but she's at least managed to not dissolve completely into internal chaos. She's walking down the street with her hands clasped tightly around her upper arms and a pair of large black wings tucked close in to her back, an she spots someone she recognises lingering at the water's edge.

Is that..?

The young woman stops. Her grip on her arms relaxes and the tight pose of her wings drops slightly. That's... kind of cute.

She walks up behind him quietly, using the wings to balance as she leans over one of his shoulders and whispers--

"... What are you doing."