Yrael grins toothily at Jim. If a telepath could find their way into his head, they would find the doors suddenly locked behind them.

"I suspect in-born telepathy is like the Sight, wherein it happens whether or not the person wills it, at first, until they learn to control and focus the ability. I would hope he would be able to read when there are signs up on a property saying Trespassers will live to regret it."

If only briefly.

"What about mutants interests you?" Yrael inquires, curious as to why Jim asked.