Francis had arrived to the therapy room and clamed a seat among the others. He listened and memorized each and everyone's stories as they spoke them to each other, making sure he would be able to use them to his advantage later one. It eventually came to his turn and he rose from his seat, looking over the room offering his warm smile. "Good morning and my name is Francis Lock, like a few of you already know. As to the reasons of me being here it is out of the pure concern of my beloved parents." He said in his kind tone though he knew what he said about his parents was a lie, his parents feared him and he saw them as weak and worthless. "To move onto my unique abilities, they are surely no where near as impressive as the rest of you fine fellows and ladies, but I possess the skill to mentally manipulate with the Biological make of organic beings." He said in the same warm tone before reclaiming his seat and crossing one of his legs over the other.