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[tobeclosetohim]

Jo's walking back toward what works for better or less as her place, though she doesn't think of it that way. It's a dive shaped hole in the wall, but it has a working shower, which is what she wants. She's thinking, wearily, that this metropolitan shit-safe town's boredom is beginning to wear on her even more than normal.

More than riding out for a hunt every other day is going to assuage.

But that might be her annoyance at the world while she wraps her bloodied knuckles.