[Ryunosuke shuffles his wings uncomfortably, ticking his ears back at her glare. It's not hard to guess what her issue is with them, and he can't say he disagrees. His other changes-- the ones he gained while fighting Kaeya, that is-- have felt more correct, in a way. It's dysphoric for him to actually look at them, but as long as he doesn't do that, or think about them very hard, he can already almost forget that they're there. He doesn't quite understand why that is, but it's a distinct phenomenon he's observed in the short time since he'd gained them.

The wings, on the other hand... Feel alien. A phantom weight, like an unfriendly spirit had reached out and tacked them on when he wasn't looking, and now he can't shake them off. In actuality, he supposes it wasn't anything so deliberate on the part of the entity that caused them; three times now he's had it speaking in his head, and he's noting it doesn't seem fully aware of the effect it has on the Aions it reaches out to... All the same, they feel like delicate, fluffy badges of shame, pinned to his form as punishment for not keeping his 'promise'.

You could say he's well aware of what they evoke. She has every right to be suspicious... But he'd rather not be glared at for them, all the same.

As for her idea, he immediately echoes what she's already thinking:]

I'm... I'm not so sure it will make a difference! That thing's influence seems to have no geographical bounds... Maybe it's more powerful here, since it is the shrine of the Legacy it's associated with, but it had no trouble reaching him before...!

[They should just need to wake him, right? No longer crystalized, he appears to just be sleeping... But if their arguing and the horse woman's death grip haven't woken Estinien up, what will...?

Ryunosuke gets back to his feet, his gaze casting desperately about the cavern.]

Maybe... Maybe there's a clue elsewhere in here...