It seemed the man thought he was good enough people to start up a conversation, which Oscar was slightly grateful for. It had been a long time since those of the home had asked him anything except what was in their futures. It was hard to make any remember that he wasn't a personal horoscope. "Manager, huh?" Oscar asked in his perpetually bored voice. He stood up when the dog decided a butterfly was more interesting. Who could blame him?

He stretched, trying to get the tightness out of his limbs. His crossed arm in front of his chest did nothing to hide his interest in the man's curiosity. "Telekinesis, fine control on the bottom of my feet. Not my only gift however, Azai. I agree, most of the people here like showing off their powers instead of actually exploring and training them.. Telepathy as well, if you didn't get my drift. I've got a couple of other tricks up my sleeve, only time will tell if my powers are still developing. What about you Azai, what's your ability?" Oscar didn't trust most people out of hand, but this Azai seemed like a good person, or good enough to know to show respect to a stranger. The same couldn't have been said about his neighbors.