A while after the fact, the 'scare' as it were, Jo kind of felt like crying. Sure, it was the nerves and all of that but mostly it was her wondering just what in the hell the people who were supposed to love Sam had done to him. Good thing she had mountains of chocolate-containing food at her disposal right now, that seemed to make everyone everywhere feel better. Actually, if she didn't think it would confuse and maybe scare him some more, Jo would have offered to make Sam some actual hot cocoa in hopes that it helped his mood. But he probably really wanted to be left alone, and she really wanted to not selfishly cry in front of him, so perhaps later.
He didn't smile back, again, but he seemed to relax and that was good enough for Jo right now. "Um, if you want company later, or some distraction, I'm staying on the couch watching comedy shows and playing video games pretty much all day today. So, you know...if you want." She lowered her head and bolted out of the room, a pancake halfway into her stomach once she reached the middle of the hallway. She was lucky she had an animal's metabolism, the way she ate her feelings sometimes.