"Sure. Fine." If anything Jo looks pretty okay with the whole idea of that. At least it sounds slightly more normal.
"As long as you wait until after the possible screaming is over, you can douse me in it if you need."

Jo pushed herself off the car, with a wobble this time. Ready for the pain, and not ready at all. Grateful for the half-ward, but aware that if this was only half of it she needed to get it taken care of before it could overrule her. This was already not looking good all over the place. "I'm not really down for salt in actual wounds foreplay."

Metaphorically it was already there every time she looked up at his face, or heard his voice.

That was not a grave she'd wanted walked on tonight, and Sokka and Leah would have a lot to say on that.

There's a tip of her head, mostly with her chin as she looked at the garage around them. Foreign. "Here or somewhere else?"