She didn't agree that she had that much to do with it, even if. Yes, okay. She had dragged him out, and said they'd figure it out, and then stuck to him like burr or a tick. Until talking was easier. Because he deserved it. But, maybe, not for such a noble reason at all really. Keeping him close. That could have just as much been about her not wanting to be here, somewhere new, again, and alone. Not if he was here, and it was the closest thing to nearly current with her, like Merlin had been.

Jo blew a breath out of her nose, but she was shifting to put herself back in the right direction, crossing her arms low against her stomach and her thighs. "I'm not very good at that." She meant a lot of things. Too many of them beat on her brain like a tin can, pinging off words she didn't say. Leaving her with the first one she meant, and at least the one that won out for today. "Giving up."