"Of course." Fernanda says agreeably. "Do you want to test the limits of your regeneration now?"

"Sure." 

His regeneration is not as impressively beyond a human's as his other attributes. 

Fernanda informs the others on this. "Would be possible my sorcery is just not picking up how your regeneration works?"

"Maybe...should I hurt myself, so we can test it?" 

"Anesthesia first, small cut with sterelized needle. I will keep up the health-scry to see how it goes."

Felicia arranges all those things.

He bleeds. He heals.

Slower than usual, though.

"Something's wrong..."

"Any idea of what could it be? Some element of Elsewhere? Distance from your pack? Some sort of illness?"

"It has to be the pack...I don't miss them as much, but there must be other stuff going on that I didn't know about..."

Nod. "You don't have any information on lonely wolves? ...Would you mind taking off your clothes and shapeshifting in the living room to see if looks different under magic observation?"

"I don't mind."

He goes to the living room and undresses.

"We don't have any legends about that, and it's just us and the last generation, so it might never have happened before."

Floof.

This seems pretty much the same, except now the wolf is whining and pawing at the floor.

"I'm sorry. Change back."

Felicia pushes Fernanda forward.

"Do you want a hug, Scott?"

He changes back.

"Maybe I should put on some clothes first."

Fernanda shrugs. "Your call."

Nope he really needs a hug actually.

Hug.

Hug. Scott can have as many hugs as he needs it.

He is feeling pretty huggy. 

Still hugging. "Felicia, prepare another scry one that would allow us to observe if this is getting worse."

"I will do that."

Fernada will keep hugging. "If it is the packlessness we can get in touch with our grandparents and get you home in a few days."

"You shouldn't have to do that. Let's work on what you need from me." 

"I need to not stand by doing nothing while I could help someone."