It's almost all three of those, but it's also rather unfortunately literal.

[He smiles, but busies himself with cutting the cheesecake - too perfectly small to divide into proper slices - in half, and setting each half on a plate. The way she swirled that fork through the air was evocative, like to the deceptively tiny motions that would set a dancer's Loie-Fuller-homage "wings" fluttering before "flight".]

You accepted the nature of my world without question, and for that I'm grateful, but... this may be harder to believe. A proper explanation would also make clear why I have said certain things, I think.