Her frown matched his. Suddenly, it felt like the easy conversations they once had about life and the universe were as lost to her as her missing appendages. Perhaps reaching out to him was a mistake. It was just ... Jo couldn't think of anyone who might better understand her circumstances but him. Zach was supportive, of course, but he didn't know what it was to have such a dramatic life event. His life was quiet, peaceful even. Jo operated within the center of a hurricane bringing chaos wherever she went.

"Yeah, sure. Whatever you have is fine." Whiskey, beer, water, whatever. Jo likely shouldn't have any alcohol considering her head, but what Alfred didn't know wouldn't hurt him. "So, how did you learn wandless magic?" She asked once he returned with their drinks. Perhaps they couldn't speak as they once had, perhaps it was better to focus on why she was here at all.