[ if Matt survived his revenge and got out of Beacon Hills, at least he knew the weirdness might go away. or be less rampant. his town seemed like a fixed point for werewolves and anything that wanted to kill them. Peter makes it sound as though he came from a world where no matter where he turned, town to town, he would have encountered magic and with it, the wonder. ]

Just a few? [ he doubts he's going to learn which other tricks Peter has up his sleeve, but it's worth a shot. ] What about Wonderland? Have you picked up anything during your stay here?

[ thanks but he's cool without wings. without hovering through the air and flapping his arms like a retarded bird. ] To flying? I'd rather pick up your parlor trick. Appearing somewhere else within a blink of an eye? That sounds way more useful. [ he's talking preferences, not what he actually believes he can just absorb somehow. Matt's blowing smoke; talking to talk. ]