Jo, in a way, sees herself in Luke. He’s got a better piece of how she operates; he’s smiley, jovial and kind. But when the curtain shuts, he’s much like her; quiet, ascertaining, analytic. He’s smarter than he lets on, and for that, she sees them both as equals.
Or maybe that’s her subconscious guilt speaking.
“Lying isn’t good for anyone,” she replies over the lip of her cup— water, of course. Not by bias or judgement, rather preference. Jo likes being clear minded in crowded spaces. “And you?” She glances to the side without so much as turning her cheek. “Are you enjoying yourself?” Her brows raise.
“Or are you faking it, too?” Not malicious, not accusatory. She might seem overly protective over him, from a first glance, even.
He exhales sharply out of his mouth, a kind of laugh. "I think it depends," he replies mildly. "Sometimes, lying is good for all parties involved."
Then she flips scrutiny back at him. He should be used to it by now, this uncanny tendency of Jo's that makes him feel as though she's examining him through a microscope, but each time is uniquely uncomfortable. "I'm okay," he replies. There's very little use lying to Jo, Luke has learned. She always finds out, and she never lets it rest.
"The mission was a success, and you know, people are allowed to let off steam." He chews on the inside of his cheek for a second. "But I guess I'm not really happy."
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Re: Jo & Luke
Or maybe that’s her subconscious guilt speaking.
“Lying isn’t good for anyone,” she replies over the lip of her cup— water, of course. Not by bias or judgement, rather preference. Jo likes being clear minded in crowded spaces. “And you?” She glances to the side without so much as turning her cheek. “Are you enjoying yourself?” Her brows raise.
“Or are you faking it, too?” Not malicious, not accusatory. She might seem overly protective over him, from a first glance, even.
Re: Jo & Luke
Then she flips scrutiny back at him. He should be used to it by now, this uncanny tendency of Jo's that makes him feel as though she's examining him through a microscope, but each time is uniquely uncomfortable. "I'm okay," he replies. There's very little use lying to Jo, Luke has learned. She always finds out, and she never lets it rest.
"The mission was a success, and you know, people are allowed to let off steam." He chews on the inside of his cheek for a second. "But I guess I'm not really happy."