Jo has to say the honesty is refreshing. It's not that she expects that anyone is lying exactly, but they get used to telling certain and specific kinds of lies. To each other, to the people they live with, to the people they cross on the roads and in the woods. The kinds of lies that keep people sane and focused, going only forward and not back. Keeping people from sitting down on the road and cracking into a hundred pieces.

She appreciates these lies, but she appreciates his honesty maybe just that small touch more.


"No?" There's no surprised in the question. "And just what did you come for, then?"
Jo knows he means the room, but a second she wants him to mean the whole place.