Samuel angled his body towards the sky before flying slowly upwards, the occasional yell of surprise escaped his lips due to the altitude he was flying at, this was his first proper flight after all, since he wasn't exactly allowed to fly in the Ward apart from the occasional flap of his wings, and he was too paranoid to fly when he escaped. The situation currently however was different, he did it to escape the people at the store, who as far as he was concerned were probably the Ward's spies or something similarly creative. The sensation was amazing, the wind in his face the fact that he was defying gravity and perhaps because it was also in his genes. Samuel gave a gasp for air before laughing crazily. Although he wasn't exactly graceful in the air, he looked rushed and unbalanced this was his first time, and he felt proud of his accomplishment, after all he was flying purely on instinct.
Samuel began circling a lower altitude simply enjoying the fact that he was in the air and away from the struggles and pressures below, he almost forgot the fact that he was starving but his growling stomach reminded him every so often, making it impossible to forget. As he continued flying in a circle, he glanced at the food that he had picked up. It was some sort of pastry and was edible raw, he nodded thoughtfully before stating curiously to himself "I wonder what pastry tastes like..." the word and the food were alien to him, but he was sure it would taste better than anything the Ward had to offer. Samuel's wings continued to flap steadily, and he decided he'd fly for a couple more minutes before he attempted any landing, it'd probably end up with him breaking a bone or something but you've got to learn sometime, and now was the best time since he summed up he'd have to a lot of flying.
"Hey, you!" a feminine commanding voice called. Samuel bucked in surprise the voice seemed to come from above him and was fairly close. His head twisted upwards slowly and he almost stopped mid-flight at what he saw, a girl with wings much like his except the color scheme and pattern were different. His eyes focused on hers and he paused not sure what to say, was she hostile? a part of him whispered but the rational part of him saw that she would've attacked him above while she had the advantage, unless she wanted to confront then attack him but that seemed unlikely. Samuel wasn't really sure what to say, he stumbled awkwardly before calling out randomly, "Who're you!?" Samuel's voice housed slight fear, but mostly it was confusion. Samuel had been flying in circles the entire time, it'd be a lot easier if they continued their conversation on the ground.