"Yes," he said flatly. He still hadn't gotten used to people asking him about it. He never got the opportunity to learn not to be touchy about it, since he grew up solely around his parents. It annoyed him to have to explain, even though he figured it was a completely reasonable thing for people to ask about. On the other hand, she didn't sound scathing or sarcastic, so his tone wasn't sharp, just blank.

He shifted, flicking his gaze back down. "The specialist said it was probably a result of my body trying to compensate for my ability. I have wings, I can fly, so God made me blind to make up for it. Great, huh." He sounded bitter by the end of it, biting down hard on his lower lip. After a moment, he asked, calmer, quieter, "What did you shift into?"