[He nods, not questioning it. No matter how it was achieved, she had obviously experienced some sort of results that worked, and this now didn't work and she had to use something that either didn't work as well, or was just a bit more inconvenient.

And maybe he would be, though what he could do to help... he's not a doctor at all, and causing needless pain wouldn't be pleasant, but if her wings needed re-breaking...]

Do I think you could learn it? Maybe. It depends on how you produce sound; we do it in a way... quite differently from most biological species, I think. [It won't be hard to learn the physiology of a human; all that was needed was a scan, which he'd need to do at some point anyway, to start to figure out the sort of stresses a human body (closely related) could take.

Isabella's amazement at his... lack of height as Jetfire venting quietly, along with a soft fuzz of static in annoyance.]

Yes. And I've been told it's the Keep... or it's Lord, that has somehow managed this, so we can fit into the space available. [It is very hard not to huff and frown in displeasure; the sort of disregard the size-changing showed...]