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"Something to that effect," Jeremiah was a little gruff, a little annoyed that the defense was even trying to poke holes into honest statements. "Hope that when we come out of recess, they just agree to whatever the DA has put on the table. You'll be back to your studio before dinner."

The detective's head tilted, the look he was being given making him pause. Whatever he had been said about wasted time and stupidity of the young defense attorney was lost. It was an odd glance, as if the man was looking for something. Jeremiah was scratching briefly at the stubble along the well-groomed stubble along his jawline.

His own brief habit when he was caught off guard. "Nothing for the paper to report." Blue-green eyes were watching Aleksy now. It was mostly hearsay in the town, the disappearance. A few parents coming to the department about their teens who had went missing. Except that everything found lead the police to believe that it was runways or parents overreacting.

"If you're talking about a couple of parents who have said their teens are missing ... There's still nothing to say. It's that time of year, we always have kids that run off and then show back up a couple months later." Shoulders shrugged. The way that he said it implied his personal opinion may have been something different or that because at least one of the parents he had handled personally he felt a little involved.

Jeremiah inclined his head in agreement. "No, it's not, but there's been no other missing persons report aside from the three." The detective was leaning back against the bench, shoulders rolling. He dropped his head a moment, letting it roll side to side before he raised it back up to look at Aleksy.

"Do you know where the flowers were taken?" The man was given a measuring look before he let a breath out through his nose. Jeremiah's voice went quieter when he spoke again. "I've been looking into it myself while off duty. The scuttlebutt is the department's official stance - not the crazy rumors," and they were crazy, absolutely, "but there's something off about the entire thing."

That was an explanation for the question about the flowers. He had an idea of where they were taken but some part of him wanted to know if Aleksy knew if they ended up in other places. If it was somewhere he had not found out about. It was not always easy to get information when you were a known officer from teenagers.

"That's unofficial of course and just a personal opinion."

Jeremiah was pulling out a small notebook from his pocket, a pen with it, and flipped it open. His writing was fast, possibly looking like hen scratch to anyone but himself (and it really was because only he could read his notes). Sometimes he was old fashioned, instead of using something digital to take his notes this was what he did.

The empty coffee cup - at least he thought it was empty - made him realize he really needed to get a cup of tea at some point. "I'd appreciate it," Jeremiah inclined his head slightly, eyes cutting to the bailiff. Hopefully that meant there was movement. They had not specified a time on the recess but it shouldn't have run much longer than thirty minutes.

His lips twitched at the comment about being deaf. "I'm sure you run into the opposite of what I do but makes it helpful to someone like me." As people zipped up tight around Jeremiah, especially if they were the teenage crowd. It didn't matter that he was known to be honest and fair, teens still didn't easily talk to him because trust had to be built. If he asked questions from people like Aleksy, who overheard things, then he'd get somewhere. "Thank you, in any case. I'll see about talking to Park Services." He paused a moment, then added, "... and my apologies that you were taken away from your work."

It seemed that was it, Jeremiah was going to lapse into silence before he smirked a bit. "I will also remind you that there is usually compensation for witnesses. You'll want to check with the attorneys but even if you're not seen your time here should be compensated."