Admittedly, they didn't expect the lift so much, nor to be brushed off. A little of their wings must've felt bizarre under Lemm's hands as tendrils considered wrapping around his fingers.

Instead, they step away and let them rustle in for-show indignance, and go pry the other sconce off the wall a little more quickly. They let its weight carry itself down to them, catching it before it can fall straight onto their face. Mission successful.