Jo didn't miss that Faith's gaze flickered down to her tattoo, though she wasn't sure what the significance was for her. She had her guesses though.
"Are you a hunter?"
Jo knew that she looked like she was in rough shape. She could only hope that she didn't get stop on the way home because there wasn't much help for the ripped pant leg or the blood stains. She supposed she could try to call Dean for a ride back, though there was no guarantee that he would answer.
She settled for sending him a text message, and then turned her attention back to Faith.