Yohji shifted slightly when all the attention turned to him, a little uncomfortably, like he was being interrogated. He ran a hand through his hair and then rested his arms on the table, nodding to Reinforce.

"Like a girl who was in a coma for two years but didn't age a single day during that time." He took a breath, forcing himself to continue into the more bizarre aspect of his job; things he hadn't thought possible before he'd joined Weiss. "Psychics; a kid who could stop bullets in mid-air or throw you across a room with a thought. Others who could read minds or see the future. Demon ressurections," he smiled ruefully at that one, still not entirely convinced that it would actually have worked, despite some of the evidence. "People being turned into monsters."

He sighed, leaning back in his chair. "And before I was sent here, clones with the power of a god, nearly." Hell, it sounded crazy even to his own ears and he'd lived through it. Maybe he was crazier than he'd thought.