Damien just smiles after he pokes the wing. "Never seen a person with wings before." He says simply. He likes the idea of wings to say the least, which is why he's watching them kind of before he takes the offered hand.

I am the manry-est of men!

Damien frowns a bit. "I'm not a stick in the mud." He won't stop someone from having fun, unless it's really dangerous and even then he wouldn't be able to stop them unless they wanted to be. He kind of squeaks and clings as they take off, but he's not panicking like some would. He's just halfway watching the distance between him and the Earth. Part of him is excited by this but there's also a part worrying about if he falls somehow.