"You've never met one before, or...?"

"No. I heard legends, but I wasn't aware they were a thing."

"Says the guy with wings that just fell out of the sky."

"Yeah..." he says slowly and uneasily. "I... I wouldn't expect people to... not recognize what I am." 

Whatever he is, he is also shaking.

"If you promise you're not evil or gonna eat me we could go someplace that's not the middle of the street and talk about it?"

"I am not evil and I don't eat people. But I don't mind going somewhere else to talk about it."

That's probably a good idea.

"There's this diner a few minutes that-a-way. Haveta buy something, but they'll settle for a coffee. Got money?"

"I have, but I am not sure it's legal here. I could give you something in return once I have slept."

"Don't worry about it, dude. It's just a couple of bucks." They gesture down the road, and the two of them, Syd and Syd's dog, start walking purposefully down the street.

He follows. "I am Felix, by the way."

"Syd," they point to themselves and then to their dog, "Mouse."

...the dog very much does not look like a Mouse. Mouse is maybe one of the biggest dogs Felix has ever seen.

"Cute." He does not appear to be particularly appreciative of the Harry Dresden dog. His voice is a bit too hollow.

Mouse woofs at him in thanks.

"Yup. The cutest," they reply and fall into silence.

Eventually they arrive at the diner, Syd orders them two coffees. The waitress very steadily ignores the presence of the huge dog, and goes to get their order.

"I'm gonna guess you're not from around here."

Headshake. "The weird thing is... this place is recognizable. The city's name at least. But they would know what I am."

"You look like an angel to me, or some sort of demon. But nothing recognisable. We got a lot of weird shit here."

He makes a weird face at the words angel and demon. "I am a skymage. Neither angel nor demon."

"I don't have an encyclopedic knowledge of the supernatural, but I've never heard of a skymage. And it is weird that you've never heard of vampires. They're vermin. If you're someone that knows something about the supernatural, you know about vampires."

Felix looks uncomfortable. "I heard of vampires specifically as magical beings that didn't actually exist. And skymages are... impossible to not have heard of? If someone listed the mageborns they know about, skymages would be the first or second name to come up."

"Have you run into any funky looking dimensional portals lately?"

"Yeah, that part was pretty obvious. I was flying around the Shattered Skies, uh, you might not have them here, anyway it's a bunch of massive portals that lead to pocket dimensions. I wouldn't expect them to take me to alternate universe Los Angeles, but I also wouldn't expect them to start flare threads of energy connecting each other."

He produces a touristic brochure for a place off the coast of Florida. There are pictures of the Shattered Skies and mentions of something called "The Bermuda Conflux".

Syd looks it over.

"Yup. Definitely an alternate dimension. Florida is mostly beaches, old people and old people on beaches. Nothing like this."

"That's our Florida too, plus a bunch of portals off the coast. Do even have pocket dimensions?"

"We have all sorts of adjacent dimensions. Hell and heavenly ones. And I'm pretty sure some powerful types of witches, warlocks and demons sometimes have access to their own pocket dimensions."

"Uh... those terms have ever been used in association with pocket dimensions but not in any accurate description. Except maybe witches."