She smiled a little, recognizing and understanding Dean's discomfort. She was often the same way, actually - it was because of Cas that she'd begun to open up more. Curling up a little, she reached out to squeeze Dean's hand in understanding. Then Cas spoke again, and Jo met his gaze a second time. "Yeah...is this about New York?" She frowned slightly, her free hand moving towards where she still had the recent scar from the beast, then fell away again. She'd been lying about how much that hurt, though she'd been using the alcohol - and a few drugs - to ease it.
"Or...wait a sec." she trailed off as understanding suddenly hit, and sat up so she could look at both of them. "What is this, some kind of intervention?"