"I'll trust my ears, if that's all the same." Talk talk talk, you heard so many things talking but so little of it mattered, and even less of it was true. Imogen would know, half the things she said were far more interesting than the reality attached. Except when handing out good advice, which was always flawless.

"Or... his ears, in this case," Imogen knew that reaction, that idea you've heard something but you don't know if your head isn't lying to you. Her eyes scanned the ground around but she didn't bother to look up. Not that she didn't think something was up there, it often was, but it'd be better not to give that away.

Imogen gave her attention to Bolt, while this is all Jason's show and she isn't coddling, a better translation of what's going on wouldn't hurt. She just had to remember she wasn't in charge here. Because if Jason's mom ever found out... well, she didn't want to think about that.