He frowns deeply at the bruises, an instinctive part of him raising its hackles at the sight. His lips pull back in a bit of a snarl-grimace, but he says nothing of it. Fe seems pretty tough, of course he is he's his brother, but that doesn't stop the over-protective instincts from kicking in. It was probably a good thing he wasn't around for the event. There'd be a smear of doppelganger feathers to deal with. "Good, glad to hear it. So, that the telekinetic thing you were talking about?"

Now that's pretty interesting. "Do you? Well, if you feel like you want to practice, look me up sometime. I'm not half bad myself."