flight, 2 I need to rewrite this

For an instant Davy felt sheer joy at the thought of flight, before fear set in. His wings snapped back into place behind him, tucked in as tightly as they could get. "No, no I tried that, remember? Didn't work very well. You said it was a bad idea, even. You said if I ever tried to fly again, you'd rip my wings off personally."

( Mark dismissed that... )