Perhaps sailing was more lucrative than she now believed, though likely not by much. If anything, they would need outside investors to finance the expedition, and such financing came with limitations and expectations. Jo resisted a heavy sigh as she considered the implications. To afford the trip independently it would, as he said, take years to turn into reality. She knew she was likely to be in England far longer than she liked this time around, but not years. Even months felt like an eternity.

Jo took the beer offered with a gracious smile. Regardless of his financial status, he was still more of a friend to her as of late than most of her actual friends. While she was mildly disappointed by the sad realities of the expedition, she was still incredibly interested in getting to know him. "That's fair. I haven't even thought to look for lodgings outside of my parents' home since I'm here so infrequently." In fact, with the exception of Mars' and Earth's belongings being missing, her room looked exactly as it had when she was a young girl.

A laugh escaped her as she thought of all her ruined dresses. "Most of my wardrobe was packed in my trunks on the Serena." she began to explain. "Generally, yes. I'm proficient at many cleaning charms. Even still there's some stains that will never come out. Mother insists I leave a few dresses home so I have something appropriate to wear when here. Which helped this time around."