[...Oh. Okay, that is- not what Quentin expected. Just gonna... quietly tuck that compliment away for later, as he looks away briefly. Scratches at his jaw absently as he can't meet Steven's eyes for a tongue-tied moment.]

I'll take smart. But it's- soft, yeah. Little bit weird, but not as messy as the... scales, I think? On these. [One of his wings twitches as he says 'these', like lifting an arm and then dropping it again.] They tint the water, looks- really weird, if you're not used to it. The fluff doesn't shed as much. Sorta like...

[Quentin's face scrunches up in thought. He's never had to describe this to somebody else.]

Hair, I guess? Some comes loose, but not- handfuls. Do you get feathers everywhere, or is it a similar deal?