She just shakes her head. She can't admit to this guy that it was her idea. That she wrote the stupid songs that got them arrested, and yet she was the only one who got away. Got fucking rewarded for it. Even Jeff and her Aunt Lenore don't know that. It still makes her sick to think about it. And Raylan doesn't get it, really, either--how deep the violation of someone else's will goes when you're using the Gift to do it.

Athena is more than happy to move on to the question of Jeff. She's not quite grinning again, but the smile is definitely genuine. "He's... Jeff."

She snorts. "He's a history teacher at my high school, but he's like... my mentor, too. He's teaching me guitar. And he's just."

Athena bites her lips together. "I don't know, he's Jeff. He's a loser and he's brilliant and he has the weirdest, best taste in music, and I can talk to him about stuff. Bard stuff."

She hooks an ironic smile Raylan's way. "And before you get any creepy weirdo Lolita vibes he's not like that. I think that's probably one of the only things that could actually get him to punch someone."

A pause. "Side note: Lolita is a shitty book and English teachers who talk about how amazing it is are fucking creepy. Just my two cents."