Jo felt slightly nauseous. She barely heard Dean's joke about Druids and didn't return the smile. She looked down at the outfit that she was still wearing. The one that they had used to... what, recreate her body?
"I'm going to need to buy new clothes tomorrow," she said, grimacing.
Since she'd come back, she'd known that something had happened that shouldn't have. If it had been angels, well, that would have been tough enough to deal with. But this? Seeing evidence that it was something else, possibly something a lot darker... Well, suspecting that and seeing it with her own eyes were two very different things.
Jo pushed herself off the couch. She barely looked at Dean.
"I think I need to sleep on this. We can look into it more tomorrow."
She probably wouldn't be sleeping much at all, but she really didn't want to sit around here talking it over just now. She needed time to wrap her head around it.