Considering the red head made quite a few rumors of her own by just existing, she didn't pay too much attention to the words or thoughts flying from someone else's head. In this case, it was the same and she blinked, unsure of what Regan was talking about. Father? She dug through her memory for any thoughts on the blonde before the random meeting in the hall...but all she found was some weak gossip about who exactly her father was and well...Jean didn't judge. She merely nodded then.
"We could go for a bit if you want? I'm not one for rumors...even if I can hear everything and anything I want, but I wouldn't judge you by your father anyway. You are your own person, Regan," she said softly, a small smile forming on her lips. "So I guess, F-them or something?"