Jo stands there looking at the for a moment, and something twitches in her cheek the same second as it stabs her chest. The memory flitting in, cold and warm all at once, of breaking into a handful of Mundus houses the first day on Medietas. Followed by the cold, hard fact of Abby's face, and how Abby was gone. Another door closed, hard and fast, with no warning.

It makes her keep her mouth mostly flat, as she's looking between the houses.

"You don't strike me as someone who be entirely against a little B&E."
Not after the pool, and not given the way he carried himself.



Not after being someone whom someone with bombs chased.