He wipes off the blood on her back tenderly.
"I know, but the pain will be gone soon. Try moving them."
She does as she's told and flexes the newly-sewn wings on her back. A loose feather falls to the ground and disintegrates into stardust. She tries to make them flap back and forth, and when they do, a huge smile breaks out on her face.
"Can I go to Heaven now?" she spins around to ask Him, but He is already gone, and so is the pain.