Not much thought a all. He liked to think he could mostly read her emotions, Jo was Jo and he knew Jo for the most part. At least he figured so. He never liked to think to deeply on it or anything really, when he did he often found himself brooding this or that.

His eyes tracked her as she moved, moving the box and placing herself between his feet. He had reached to pull the comb he carried from his pocket out to pull it gently through her hair to start parting when she asked her question, looking over her shoulder at him. He gave a soft smile, almost embarrassed. "Of course I like you Jo. Your the most important person here to me. No one else really knows anything..." And yet he cant help but think of the words Cougar had said says ago in the blacksmith.