... I don't think I can tear them off. [As if in point, he kind of reaches behind him to.... Little effect. He's just not flexible enough to do something like that, but:]

Demons where I'm from can fuse with each other. And... I was kind of thinking about how your head is sewn on? I don't know if it's possible, but I'd be willing to try.

[Anything, anything to retain some semblance of having a normal body. There's nothing he wants more, and as closer as he can get to his perceived "normal", the better he'll feel about the entire thing.

Even if in his heart, he knows that even if Makoto ripped those wings off, he'd undoubtedly regenerate and heal from it.]