It's like a never-ending chain of mailmen delivering mail to other mailmen

Berenice Atwater

She nodded a little and waited for a moment and so but Emil Virtanen had nothing more to say after that. It made Berry wonder. Was that really all there was to his powers? Could it really be so simple, something as complicated as seeing the future? Maybe he was simply too used to his own powers, to the point where he was skimming over details that he took for granted.

"Does it seem like your visions have any sort of triggers?" Berry asked. "It seems odd that such a thing is totally random. Have you run any checks for that sort of thing? Audio or visual cues. I've never heard of anybody having the other senses as triggers but there's always a first for everything."

She tilted her head. "Did you attend the Academy? Know anybody who has a similar power?"

Berenice Atwater

Well, while this was very interesting, it wasn't the slightest bit enlightening. Berry frowned to herself in thought. The simple answers were, at the very least, exact. She appreciated that but it did make the entire situation seem woefully underwhelming.

"Do your powers work for yourself?" That would serve to make life downright boring in Berry's opinion. With the parameters that the man had given her, however, his powers would be very potent indeed if he had that ability.

"Tell me about your family's history of powers, then," she said. "Even those unrelated to foresight. In addition, which areas have you lived in and where exactly can you trace back your family line?"

Berenice Atwater

"How strange," Berry mused out loud. "No family history of powers, based in Finland -I'm not very familiar with Finnish mythology but I'm certain that there was great importance to birds, knots, and stars. I don't suppose anybody in your family was known to be particularly taken with those?" At least, Berry knew what her next subject of study would be. She wondered, though, if the magic wasn't in his blood, then could she attain that power for herself?

"If you didn't attend the Academy, then why did you come to the island? And how, exactly? Did your letter simply come late with an apology? You absolutely must tell me every part of it." It wasn't everyday that somebody just stumbled into a secret magical community, after all, let alone an uncharted one in the middle of the sea. Perhaps somebody noticed him and his warnings, which raised the question of why exactly he had been so obvious about it out there. It seemed like a really bad idea, to be honest. To the normal police, that sort of thing probably would have made him seem like some kind of serial stalker.

Berenice Atwater

"Oh, a late bloomer, then?" Berry perked up at the new information, though she had the distinct feeling that maybe he had bothered to be more talkative, she would have learned this fact so much earlier. "I don't suppose you had any sort of traumatic incident at around the time that your visions started up? Details would be helpful, silence definitely in the reverse. Meet any interesting people at that point?"

She didn't notice any signs of distress on the man but that was, to be fair, because Berry was a bit of a strange character. Meaning that she and psychopathy tended to shake hands from time to time and wasn't looking or even thinking to look. As far as she was concerned, this line of questioning was completely logical and essentially endless so long as he continued to clam up.

Berenice Atwater

Some people would have found talking about past traumas to be incredibly awkward, especially when it dealt with subjects that were actual criminal in nature. Berry took the knowledge for what it was, breaking it down into a single block of substance in some greater equation of what is magic and how did this happen? Still, kidnapping in itself could have included any number of other factors. It certainly did seem like the trauma was the catalyst for his abilities but perhaps she wondered if it could have happened at that time without it, too.

"I don't suppose you have any siblings, do you? Or family members of a similar age?" Berry questioned. "And just how old are you, exactly? Down to the date and time, I mean." She had mentally placed him to be in his thirties or so but whether or not that was correct remained to be seen.