Jo felt for the girl, it couldn't be easy to find yourself both alive and then thrust into some crazy gore filled version of LA. Especially when one wasn't used to anything close to that occuring in places other than the movies.
She snuck a quick glance back again, nothing seemed to be moving towards them thankfully. Jo could hear the sounds of screams and fights in the distance and she just hoped her luck would hold out and get them back to the Roadhouse in one peice. "Nothing close by, yet," she replied. "We'll be okay in the truck," she offered. She knew it wasn't a garuntee but it was better than walking around on foot and she started towards it with Jessica.
"So... what did you take at Stanford?" She asked casually as though the world wasn't going to hell around them, hoping to keep Jess at least a little distracted from the general mayhem. Jo got into the truck and waited for Jess to do the same before she started driving away from the hotel, her hand again moving to rest against the shotgun, just in case.