That had not gone the way Aya had expected. Perhaps he was so used to fighting off psi-talented assassins and the other freaks Esset and Rosenkreuz chose to send at them that something he could explain otherwise was indeed in his eyes naturally regarded as something supernatural. He studied Kadaj while chewing on the next bite of his food, carefully noting the frown and later the irritated look. He was out of his range here, he'd been around only for a day and he'd assume easily it was him who was mistaken.

"Only hints here and there really," he started, a bit hesitantly. "It could be that I assumed things too hastily." Analytical mind already skimming past all the events for the past day he chose words and incidents carefully. "It could be something else as well, but it sounds logical, doesn't it? The night ends and we'll find ourselves in our rooms in the morning without actually traveling back there, wounds heal faster than they should and during the head doctor's speech yesterday, someone threw a pair of slippers at him and they just stopped suddenly in midair." So used to reporting to the rest of the Weiss, all this came out smoothly in near apathetic tone. He had no reason to hide his observations after all, hoping that if he had missed something vital, Kadaj would fill in for him in return.

"Some people here come from different times as well." The sentence was bit out with a frustrated frown furrowing his brows. The matter of Mamoru being Omi and not the Persia he had expected him to be was still a bit touchy and he moved on quickly. "If they can do that, pull out people here from different times, different worlds and control it all, I'd assume it's something supernatural and not just some techno magic."