"The only right fit." She laughed. The hat had barely been placed upon her head before it screamed Gryffindor. And to think she had been so fearful up until that moment of being a hat stall. "It's a shame we weren't there at the same time. I was constantly roaming the castle, it would've been nice to have a fellow adventurer as a companion."

It would've been nice to have met sooner, if only so that they had more than a month to get to know one another.

Before she allowed herself to voice such tragedy, Jo turned her attention back to her tattoos. Taking his hand and trailing his hand at her waist to just above her navel. "This bunch here are orchids. They're an exceptionally tricky breed. From what I understand, they're hard to keep in captivity." He likely couldn't see the flowers she was speaking of from his vantage point, though she made no move to reposition them.