He thinks a moment about how he wants to answer that, inclining his head side to side. "I guess not," is what he comes up with, which... while not an admission is a tacit acknowledgement that he's not strictly normal. Not xenian because he's still human, but... not normal.

Now that she's closer and he's paying attention, he still can't feel a difference. Maybe if he really tried, but -- he's not going to, that would be invasive. Probably. Someone should write an instruction manual for magic.

(They do, actually, it's called mentorship.)

"Wolfgang," he offers.