"Oh, fuck." Jo muttered. She had basically just ripped into one of her oldest friend's work and didn't even know it. "Sorry. I didn't know it was your project." This was why she hadn't wanted to say anything about the ministry at all. Of course her big mouth would find a way to insult Zelda.

Jo took another long drink of her beer, if only to stall for a moment. Not only had she insulted Zelda, but she had just risked Captain Darrow's reputation by announcing his connection to her. Jo cared little what people thought of her, but he definitely did. And she respected him enough to respect that.

"He complained about having to repeat the story to every official." She offered as a mild explanation. "And he was stressed about having to furlough his crew." They hadn't talked about it much at her last visit, seeing how Jo was too fascinated by his nautical charts and tattoos to focus on his ship too much. Even so, she could tell it was weighing on him.