[ The suggestions and little nudges are easily accepted and followed, the arm finally returning to the shoulder but breaking free the wing at the same time to attach there as well; two limbs in one socket, with the creation of muscle and tendons to go with that. When she's asked to reach her arm out, it twitches a bit, fingers slowly coming to life as the nerves reattach. ]

It feels... strange. N-not bad, but... [ Tessla starts, voice raspy and wet before she coughs and things even out a bit inside the mess of a raw throat and horror mouth. She has teeth again, weird and foreign when they return inside. ] I can feel everything moving... it's very new. [ Maybe that is rough in a raw, new way. Like things are newly born and not ready to face the world. Still, things seem to work without issue; nothing is coming in wrong.

Even it was... she's so young, she'd adapt anyway.

Skin is starting to cover her midsection now, guts nicely tucked away as vessels attaching to bring it from nearly death-grey to healthy and flushed. At the same time, there's a larger glow of light constantly gathering under her (and out of sight) where tissue clumps are disposed of; tumor after tumor cleansed from the remaining parts of her body. Scrubbing away all the damage the experiments left on a defenseless child. Tessla wasn't only in pieces, she was also very sick, and that sickness had to be removed or it would all be for nothing.]

Breathing isn't so hard any more. I can hear my heart. [ The young independent says with a weak smile as the wings embrace her further. The sisters really did want to remain a part of her, sharing everything and leaving pieces of themselves to guard her. Wings around her shoulders like a cape, around her hips, around her neck, by her eyes, on her head like a feathered halo. Blue eyes have returned to where they are meant to be, unseeing at first but then light returns to Tessla's world.

If there are extra eyes hidden behind the wings at her cheeks, well... her big little brother has good ideas. ]