Oh, she did more than hear it. She experienced it in full dolby sensurroundsound, and then caught more highlights on the nine o'clock news. Said highlights included some pretty carthaginian awful footage of her number one apprentice.

He probably doesn't want to talk about it. Hell, she definitely doesn't want to talk about it. So she crouches beside his chair, leaning companionably against the arm rest, and nods at his sketchbook. "That's impressive." Smiling a little in return, she adds, "How are you at ward symbols?"