"Too good sometimes." Owls had a pesky habit of finding her even when she thought she was well hidden and they usually came with dark tidings. They could stand to lose some accuracy.

Despite the progress seemingly made in mending their friendship, Jo still had a hard time believing he was glad to have run into her. Perhaps it was all the trust lost or maybe it was just that she wasn't sure she felt the same, but whatever the case Jo knew she needed some space from him. Digging into her pocket for her coinspurse, she placed enough payment down for her uneaten meal and drink. "I hope you have fair winds home."

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