Guy followed Luke into the house, noting that it looked remarkably similar to the one he'd woken in himself, and began his search for some sort of garment. When Luke turned and gestured to his back, asking about his wing color, Guy blinked.

He hadn't even considered looking.

"Uh, I'm not sure," Guy admitted, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "I didn't really check. There wasn't much light anyways, so I...just didn't notice?" Turning, Guy glanced over his shoulder at Luke. "What color do they look like? Think it's important at all?"