As I said. This is hardly worth any note.

[He sighed, but remained on his guard. This stranger's interest had earned his own curiosity-- but those wings, black as the shadows behind the moon-- made something bristle in the back of his mind. He wasn't entirely conscious of the depth of the situation, but Barnaby was intelligent enough to wonder if there were more effects than just the powers and the wings.

Everyone that currently had large wings in the enclosure had some kind of power. What was this man's?]

I don't believe we've met before tonight. Is there something I can help you with?