[ Okay, so Jeff's actually pointing a finger at the apparition of a teenage boy. This is what it's come down to, chiding a probable hallucination. ] Okay... no, stop that.

[ Wow, so authoritative. Just... Please don't sexually harass him, ghost teenagers. He doesn't want to know how hot you think he is, or what kind of sex life Athena's had!

And the thing is, Jeff's not naive enough to think that teenagers don't screw around. He works with them, and he was one, once, so like. He's not operating under any pollyanna illusions here.

But this is Athena's past we're talking about here; she's the only person who should get to bring it up. These hallucinations or ghosts or whatever don't have the right to take that choice away from her.

He just tries to keep his attention on the only person who matters here: Athena. ]

I don't care what they have to say. You know that, Athena. [ He lowers his voice, talking only to her, like that'll stop the specters from overhearing and using it as ammo against them. ] We're gonna go, okay? If you need to close your eyes or cover your ears, it's okay. I'll walk you out of here.