Jesse's face went completely blank as they watched Luka lift into the air. The only hint of expression on their face was a wideness around the eyes. Nor did they say anything; instead, they wordlessly rose from the chair, walked over to the bar, and made themselves another drink--a dirty one, this time. They stood there for a second, and facing away from Luka and Ashley, took a pair of deep breaths and a deep sip of the drink.

That accomplished, Jesse walked back over to the table. They stared at the badge Ashley had presented, pursing their lips. "IDLN, huh? Yeah, I can't say I've heard of them. Do you mind if I take some pictures?" 

Their eyes went to Luka. "Well, I suppose you did answer my question, even if I have a lot more [i]now[/i] than I did before." Finally, something cracked the mask--a chuckle. "Glad to hear I still have a job, at least." It faded, and the mask reasserted itself, though softened by something like concern.

"So, your turn--you said you needed something. Is it related to..." They waved a hand as they took a seat on the arm of the couch. "The whole this-ness?"