Jo hadn't shown her tattoos off to anyone as of yet. And while she hadn't expected much in the way of feelings from him, she had thought he would be excited to see them. A smile, maybe, or teasing comment. His mood, though, caused her to instantly regret the decision to undress. Was it because he was effectively dying? Or something else?

Was it Zelda?

She remained where she sat on the edge of the bed, dress puddled in her lap feeling more exposed than ever before. "Sorry." She mumbled. Again, Jo felt as though she read the situation with him all wrong. "I should've asked if you wanted to see them before uh — yeah. Sorry."