[ he's already in the process of raising an arm, trying to shield himself without actually having something to protect him. yes--- an exercise in futility and surely if he were exposed to the simultaneous flashes of light that he would be spending more time trying to rub his poor eyeballs with the back of his hands, unable to keep the one at his rear properly guarded from both prying eyes and prying lenses... ]

Huh?

[ there it is. the touch of something light and fluttery that ends up brushing past as it rises over and above him. the flashes of the cameras are still there, but he doesn't feel the need to cover up when the wings end up doing just enough. undoubtedly the picture would be pretty interesting, two pairs of legs and one of which being much more... uncommon than the other. it's only now that seth realizes there are no arms either. is he gawking? turning his head, he can't hide the surprise. not when they're this close. ]

Oh, yeah. I agree. They're really getting in your business... it's none of theirs, either.

[ he's not used to this level of scrutiny from the media. actually, any at all tends to be pretty negative--- so he rather just get this poor bird away as quickly as possible. ]

Of course I want to leave. I can think of like, five other places I'd rather be!

[ he has no idea what's in store. ]