"Well, I have always been told I am an unusual therapist to begin with, so I suppose this is only fitting." He smiled at her, before gesturing her to one of the stools to sit down on.

"Ah, I see. Well, I am afraid I will only be asking you what you would like to drink." He stated with a completely straight face. He paused, and gave her a curious look. "I suppose it must be obvious, with the blue hair and the mutant gene. Have your parents directly disowned you?"