He stares at the cup for a moment, leaving it untouched by his hand. He was principally a tea man but the time had come where even he needed the perk, so to speak. Sleep has been escaping him. The taste of coffee definitely was not his favorite, but all the same. There was no avoiding it completely.

"...A powers-related criminal phenomena."

A rather fascinating concept; though he's seen a great deal of strange things in his time as a prosecutor this place was an entirely different kind of bizarre.

"She was caught, I presume?"

Hopefully. Unlike that madman he'd spoken with some time ago...Unfortunate, that. It spoke to how inept the field agents.

"I've dealt...many times with murder. Being a fairly large City, there is a homicide division, yes?"