Sorichiro nodded, cooly. "Very good, friend. You might say it has." He picked up the leaflet about rehabilitating prisoners. "Here we are. Now, you must have noticed this before right? It's very clear its to turn prisoners lives around. I just happen to be one of those guys. I think they gave me some Arctic creatures DNA and fused it with my own, but they botched the operation. That's why I can do this!" He clicked his fingers and a small flurry of snow fell just above his hand. He noticed the fox on the table. "Hey guys." he whispered to Derg and Xeron. "Check this out!" He subtly waved his hands, and a small flurry appeared over Zakuro's tails. No matter how much she would try to swat out the cloud, the show would remain.