Anna followed. She sat down on the bed next to Jo. She honestly expected some kind of reaction. This non-reaction thing was a little unsettling. She knew Jo was having a hard time of it with the withdrawl - no one had told her, but it wasn't hard for Anna to pick up things. She was still an angel, after all. She had her preternatural senses to rely on. Not that she was being nosy, but she worried.