this is why i was cackling sarah

*Feyre, Rhys, Aelin, and Rowan sit at the dining room table.*

Feyre: *leans toward Aelin* You know, Rhys and his men are always comparing wing spans. They say it suggests the size of *cough cough* other parts.

Aelin: *spits out wine*

Rowan: *blushes and slams fists on table* That’s so not true!

Rhysand: *hands up in surrender*

I just keep thinking about this whole wing span thing. Then I thought about Rhys’ giant wings compared to Rowan in his hawk form and I was cackling so hard I couldn’t breathe.