Jet nods. He wished his telepathic link was working -not that he could usually interface with strangers- but, if he could tinker with it, find a way to free up the frequency...it could help with more private conversations. Better yet would be finding someone who could do the tinkering on him, but that would take someone he could trust.

"Of course they are. At least that part's nothing new. Have they actually done anything about it, or are they just ominously listening?" He doesn't bother to lean in conspiratorially, but he does keep his tone low and calm, a trick he'd picked up to try and deflect bugs or taps long before the NSA.