[If the burning caused him discomfort, which of course it did, he didn't show it. Instead, he returned the brief embrace before stepping back, giving him a nod and he grips Joshua's shoulder. He wasn't alright, really, but he could be worse. He has a purpose here, he must if he's been brought here, and there are many who could use his wings.

It centered him.]

Let them torture us for choices made in our names. [He pauses for a moment, thoughtful, letting his hand fall from Joshua's shoulder as he steps back.]

I fell from the sky and was brought to live upon a great turtle's back. I am...adjusting, but I'm well.