Jeff shakes his head. "I think that's all above my... skill set." He's not smart enough, observational enough, to have anything to offer to investigations. He could scour the town's records, and he doubts he'd pick up on anything out of the ordinary. After all, he's not a historian, he's just a history teacher. All the stuff he knows is from books written by historians.

"I just thought I had something with the mirrors for a second there." Because that, at least, was familiar. He'd thought that maybe his past experiences could have offered some insight, or had some value, or...

"I guess it's better to leave it alone." He gets up, shrugging carelessly. "Smarter people than me have been at this for longer, right?"

Just some casual self deprecation dressed up as a joke.