He leaned forward, and whispered into her ear. "It also mentions your... vulnerability to iron and steel. How about you be nice, and I promise to not make a paddle for your behind out of metal, yes?"<br/><br/>He looked down at her, trying to convey warmth and affection, something he didn't think he did well. "I am still your father, young lady, so I will get respect, either through proof that I know things you don't, or through fear of punishment. I would rather the first, personally.<br/><br/>However, as to why it is so accurate, we actually thought of that. We hypothesized that our humans were mildly psionic, though there are so many of us now that it is not working right, and causing sociopathic tendencies as it stop working correctly. We might, if that is right, be able to breach the barriers between realms, though since we are unaware of it, we simply think it is dreams, imagination, or creativity, especially since it is not able to be proven one way or the other."