Felih hums and reaches out, letting his hands hover over Jackie's body but not touch it, as they start to glow with silvery-blue aether. It's not painful, if anything, it's a soothing sensation, cool and refreshing, as he slowly moves his hands over each of his limbs, his head, and his torso, curiously examining the aether he finds. He seems more baffled the more he studies it.

Eventually, he simply seems to stop and blink at him.

"Er, well, there's good news and bad news, I suppose, but..." he murmurs. "You- well, I- that is, your aether... well, a being like you shouldn't... exist...? I'd thought them mere myth..." he murmurs, before curiously humming. "See, it's almost as if you're voidsent, but you don't... actually look like voidsent, or act like voidsent, or attack living beings to drain their aether like voidsent. Uh."