Jo had to wait for a short time, not long, but Zoe wasn't always able to get away from whatever she was doing. The woman did have to work while training after all.
Her suit was tailored to show that she was more than some grunt keeping her squad's position secured. It highlighted her curves, and the heels added to her height. She moved with a grace that was learned on a battlefield and dojo, not in front of a mirror and bar.
She didn't smile, but she didn't look as if she was ready to throw anyone out just for talking to her. She didn't seem upset to be taken away from whatever she'd been working on either. Instead Zoe seemed ready to hear whatever she was about to be told. Possibly. Or at least she certainly looked as if she did.