"What you do best?" Oh. Oh dear. Bitter, heated laughter bubbles from his lips. "You think much too highly of yourself, Doctor."

Those talons flex. A toothy smile peels across his face.

"You made Yoshizawa-san believe she was her dead sister instead of actually helping her process her grief. This, in turn, hindered her performance as a gymnast. Everyone around her knew she was Sumire Yoshizawa except her, and you think that was helping her?"