Jo stared at Rufio like he was crazy. She still wasn't quite getting the whole concept of a 'city.' And while she'd been hit on in the past, she hadn't ever been called 'super pretty.'
Maybe she'd be able to help him come to terms with being dead, if she explained to him what had happened to her before ending up here.
Perhaps they were both stuck in some sort of inbetween until they could come to terms with it... though she had come to terms with being dead, so that explanation didn't fit quite as nicely as she had hoped.
"I used to be a hunter," she told him. "But before I ended up here... I was attacked."
She should have been able to follow that up with 'I died,' but the words were too hard to form. Not just yet. She would have to work up to it.
"I'm Jo," she said instead. Introductions. As if that might make things easier.