One fact was becoming increasingly obvious as the investigation went on turning up leads that didn't lead anywhere; trust no one. Sephiroth himself didn't like to regress to the way of thinking that had once not-so very long ago been his bread and butter. Until his stern facade had creaked open to the possibility of compassion, and allowed some light to brighten the dark cave inside. To think that he'd started to trust more than a handful of people -even not so far as with his life- and the circumstances were giving him reason to withdraw that trust.

Sephiroth shook his head, and hopefully those damnable thoughts away for a while. From within tiredness the last thing he needed was for his overactive imagination to take all reason from him when there were facts in front of him that needed combing through with all the due diligence he could muster.

"I'm starting to believe that it might not be so simple as the Jobs that our so-called 'culprits' are necessarily equipped with. For someone with such a gift at mind control, it's probable that anyone could be made to believe they had such skills even if -within their own mind- they might not."

He curled his arms up over his chest and seemed to retreat further into himself. No, it really wasn't comfortable talking about the extents that mind control may or may not go.