There was definitely plenty for him to learn about his essence and the powers that came with it while also dealing with losing the abilities that he relied so heavily on in order to succeed with his own plans and strategies. However, he was persistent to the point of causing self-harm when it came to learning new skills, especially in a place that was volatile and would require fighting and smarts.

At least he escaped Jack by hopping away, but he wasn't quite fast enough. He was caught in a clawed hand, wings trapped against his small body and talons moving to grasp at anything. It took plenty of energy to become this form, something he would have to learn the full scope of.

And because he was pinned and held like this, he couldn't change back, too compressed to force that hand open. He struggled, screeching very much like the owl he had become. His head could turn though, almost right around, and he pecked at Jack's hand. "Going to kill me finally?"