"B-but..." Sefton hesitated. He had never really admitted his power to anyone, although he had definitely gotten some strange looks for his hair and countenance before. Despite the lack of persecution Naoki was radiating and the evidence against him, he was still nervous; even if the doctor wasn't against it, what if it frightened his father, and he didn't want Sefton because he was different? His hands curled around his pant legs, tightly. "I... maybe."