He can’t say that he’s really happy to find out she’s been keeping some secrets from him. Secrets that lead her to have a hover-motorcycle and a gun and armor. Even if she looks incredibly good in that armor. “I never thought you were a voidtracker.” Because that much he wants clear. “I’m not either, at least I have no knowledge of being one.” It’s honest at least. If he is one, he has no active knowledge of it, no active movement with it.

But he’s been having dreams, flashes, though a couple of them have Jane in them. So he has pushed them aside as weird dreams from the stress of everyone being on edge. Not that it could actually mean anything. His brow arches at her though. “What is your part-time job, Janey?” His nickname for her past the normal shortening of her name. A sign at least that nothing’s broken. Even if he’s curious, confused and not happy she’s keeping secrets.

“I don’t understand why I’m on the news. I haven’t done anything.” His brow creases as he tries to take that in. How cool that have happened. “Are you… going today low with me?”