["Was he tortured?" is still a question on the table, but Jane doesn't ask it. Just knowing that he looked like he was alright, even for whenever Dirk had seen him, is enough for now. She sniffs, eyes dry, but wiping at them with the heel of her free hand regardless, in case there might be something there.

Ghost-Dad has pointedly moved back a ways, so as not to catch anyone's attention, but he's still there.]

...Good. Because...I'd have to tear myself back into the game and find that old witch myself to sock her in the face if he did...!

[She breathes, long and slow, and tries to settle this information in her mind.]