"You're awful inquisitive, aren't you, Mr. Choi?" His first observation as the boy went on. "Can't say I thought any of you would care enough to ask." Seriously. Most of them were too absorbed in complaining about rules that weren't that hard to follow and moping about a little physical activity or the fact he didn't smile much. What the positioning of his lips had to do with any of them was beyond him.

The fact this came about because he was "just curious" earned him a small raise of his brows.

The man leaned back in his chair, deciding how much he felt like sharing and indeed if he felt like sharing at all. In the end, he saw no harm in it and simply shrugged. "Both my mother and her mother were seers. I grew up learning about the art, watching its practices and sometimes taking part in them myself. I suppose you can say that it's grown to be a part of me."

As....cliche as that statement was.