The ellipses sounded like drama, which Jean-Paul so liked to avoid, so he happily ignored them in favor of the final complete setences. "Unless she's in the City, I don't think so. I've tried calling my sister and my friends, but the lines didn't connect. There might be other ways, though," he added, since the man was a wizard, after all.
Still, the City didn't seem like the sort of place that would cut off phone lines, but leave, oh, crystal balls - or whatever wizards used - functional. It had an invisible wall, in addition to a very solid visible wall. It had no gates, no roads out, no flights heading to places outside.
Jenkins was probably in for more disappointment if he thought there was a loophole. Luckily for him, Jean-Paul wasn't the sort to try and give people too much false hope. "Unfortunately, I haven't met anyone else here I've even recognized. I don't think anyone knew who I was, either." He tilted his head and went for the (typically-)direct route, his tone flippant. "Have you heard of mutants? Genetic anomalies. Some say we're dangerous."