Jo has a fair enough smile for Sam. Face she remembers, on someone who had agreed from the beginning about the kinds of things they needed to focus on first. Getting the lay of the land, and getting people together. She respected that. Even respected his windblown, dirt cover, look, like he'd just come in from doing that, again. Some people got lost for a while, and some of them didn't stick near the group, and Jo got both of those well, too.

The smirk that finds her lips is friendly and teasing. A touch proud, because it seems to be going well so far, for the few who've milled in, and she doesn't mind the compliment. "Well, I had to do something besides sunbathe and paint my fingernails in all this free time, right?"