[The other man's gaze pierces him like a sniper shot, sharp and knowing even with dark lenses dulling them, and his smile is just as dangerous. Anyone else might be cowed by it- but not Reigen. Oh no. He's heard this question- though, frankly, it's more of an accusation in sheep's clothing- more times than he can count and he has an entire arsenal of comebacks to pick from. You don't get as far as he has without covering your bases.

So, he doesn't even hesitated. With a put-upon sigh, Reigen waves his hand.]

I'm not that kind of psychic- my speciality is spiritual activity. Curses, exorcisms, hauntings... I don't waste my powers on parlour tricks. [Nailed it. Time for the pièce de résistance.] Besides, something about this place has really messed with my energies.

[Refuge in half-truths. Though he hasn't experienced it himself, he's heard people talking about how they feel different or weaker since they arrived; apparently it's a fairly common thing.

Your move, beanpole.]