"We know a druid who can take a look at you, at least confirm there's no local magic affecting you." 

"If it is no trouble."

"No trouble at all. I'll see if I can get her to stop by tomorrow." 

"Well, thank you. Will she ask questions about the wings?"

"No, she's one of ours. She'll leave you alone at my request."

"Will she be bothered if I ask too many questions about local magic?"

"I don't think she would. Try it and see." 

"Okay, any more questions? I'm unsure how much you know about my capabilities? I don't know if I interrupted something..."

"No, I think I'll leave you two to talk."

And he does.

"I don't really have anything I'm dying to ask."

"Me neither. I didn't even read much from the book, got distracted by the weird translation magic. I could test a couple of things about that with you, but I could do that with Scott's people back in the complex."

"Sorry I couldn't be more help about the language thing, but maybe it's some interaction between what you can do and our world's magic? No evil third party involved."

"No, I mean, I wanted someone to help me test what happens when I try things like saying: Dalkaila, Dalkaila and Dalkaila."

The first "Dalkaila" sounds normal, the second and third... sound normal, but she is suddenly aware that Dalkaila means "Dawn-light island-province".

"I got a translation the second time. It's a nice name."

"Ah, thank you. I was trying to pack more information the third time I spoke."

"Well, it looks like it worked. Anything else you want to test?" 

He sings. Can you understand when I use sign language? She can, it is weirder than the speech translation, but only noticeable so.

Then he taps on a nearby surface. Or when I use morse code? It works again.

"Yes to both."

"At least it is useful. I have more ideas for testing, but they require better prep or a sample of people with a variety of languages including people that don't have share any languages. Thank you for your help."

Presumably, now Allison will conduct him out.

She does. 

"Have a good night, Felix." 

"Good night."

Felix flies away and goes home.

His new quiet and lonely home.

At some point the crack of his mask start breaking and he cries for a solid hour before putting himself together. He studies what needs to be studied and decides that tonight he will try searching for werewolves and closely related creatures in proximity of Beacon Hills.

Who would be interested in a list of Beacon Hills resident werewolves and a werecoyote that lives in the nearby forest? Maybe we should visit them?

Does he report these findings to Scott?

Scott is confused.

"Werecoyote?"

Felix in fact does report these findings to Scott!

"I read about them and last night tried to find werewolves-and-similar around town and the werecoyote was picked by the radar. They are in fully shapeshifted into coyote, but it is a supernatural person."

"Okay. Let's get going, whenever you're ready."

"I'm good to go now. Should it be only the two of us? I'm not entirely sure what is the... polite way to introduce oneself to a were-creature."