[ she watches him more closely than she meant to, trying to see if she could read her own memories in his face. it wasn't like he seemed like he was going to hold them over her, but she could list a few things she'd rather not have people looking in on. experiencing. but in that same way, she's got his life in her head, a vamp named damon who she already doesn't like, despite the connection she now feels with him.

but even then, jo finds herself smirking a little as her eyebrows lift up her forehead at the get me drunk enough comment. her hand finds her hip, then. ] That a challenge?

[ but the lightheartedness of it drops a bit, even if she tries to force it there. to hold the smirk. ] That doesn't narrow it down. Went on a lot of hunts. [ when he mentions death, her eyes drop down to the bar, and she immediately busies herself with something she was doing there. it's not like she was really hiding the fact from everyone else, but it's still a little hard for her to think about at times. ] Not gonna lie, it's a little messed up how many people on this ship already dead. [ she looks back up at him as her fingers wrap around a bottle - planning on pouring herself a drink. ] Want one?