Okay, Jo wasn't sure a man Foxy's age should be categorized as adorable, but he was being such, and so she couldn't help it. The wide grin alone was making her grin back and she wasn't even in that great a mood. She wasn't made aware of how that might have sounded to his companion until he explained. Jo nodded, lips pressed together in a straight line. "Yep, I had a few broken fingers then, was holding ice cream with the other hand..." She waved her hand dismissively. "It was a whole thing." Jo explained, looking in the wolf's direction. She looked back at Foxy with an amused smirk. "The skirt was so ugly though." She teased.
Pleasantries exchanged, it was time to get down to business. Drina, for that was her name, was very obviously a bitten wolf, and when Marco mentioned answering her questions Jo nodded encouragingly. "Yeah, that's why I'm here." You couldn't fool a wolf's hearing; however low Marco spoke, Jo was close enough to have heard. She nodded when Drina began explaining her situation, eyes wide in attention. The way she asked the questions made Jo stand up straighter for a second, only to relax immediately after since she was, after all, not a submissive wolf, nor in a position to be that.
"This place is equipped with state-of-the-art security. They'd basically be contained to their space, where all the cages are. It's away from the other residents, with no windows and reinforced steel doors." Jo shifted her weight. "Not to mention there are at least two of those doors between weres and proper exits leading to the exterior." Her second question earned a smile out of Jo. "Very unlikely. I tested them myself, actually. They're definitely not just oversized hamster cages, you know what I mean? There haven't been any escapes since the first day of this initiative."