Jo moved toward his voice, giving up on the newest of the structures she'd been working on getting into. There'd been nothing of consequence, or even hunt, in the last ones and there'd probably be nothing in this one, so that Killian had found anything sent her that way. Quickly. Seeing what he meant. "Well. That's not fucking creepy of anything."

The boxes are still tangled in vines, but the unlike everything else here the paint on those boxes is pristinely sharp. New.

If they need an outright invitation to the fact this was put right here for them to find it's right there, jabbing at all of her nerves with a grand suddness. Making her look around, even as she flips the knife back up and starts helping him hack these vines to get to them under the overgrowth. "I've almost got the top of this one."