The following day there is: school!
Sadde and Willow are already there, sitting on a bench chatting.
"...hey, you know, it occurs to me that some demon species can actually will their bodies to change—ee gee, I can shapeshift—and I wonder if yours can do something like that?"
"… That would be neat but I don't think I've seen any sign of it doing that so far?"
"As opposed to all the other signs you noticed because you pay a lot of attention to yourself and how you deviate to the rest of everyone?"
"Ahahaha," he says, very sarcastically. "Okay, well, better objection: I have no idea how I'd go about doing that."
"Well, I dunno, maybe you could, like... try? I mean, your nails are pretty darn strong, and yet I presume you've always been able to clip them? So something weird's going on there."
"Well, no, I was thinking more the parts of your body that we know are magical, like nails and teeth."
"Right," he says, and then tries to do as such.
It doesn't seem to be doing much. The pink on his cheeks, however, seems to now be disappearing.
"Oh, wonderful, that's– actually good, I don't know why I'm being sarcastic."
Nails: continue to seem very much like nails! Rather unchanging. As nails typically are.
"Okay so how does that even work?" he asks, looking at Theo's nails. "Like how can they be strong enough to cut they way they do but still yield to clippers?"
"I have no idea," he says. "Maybe they're strong from one direction for some bizarre presumably-magic reason?"