Juno's mood had shifted, definitely shifted. She was calmer, her skin wasn't crawling or aching or both albeit in a pleasant way, and things were fine. Even so, when she felt Marco's hand over hers and the gentle caress of his thumb her heart gave one single beat that rattled her chest and made her feel like it had jumped right out of there. This had only ever happened before out of fear, but not this time; this time, once it settled, she felt warmth. Even as she was talking the corners of her lips turned up slightly into a smile, and she spared a slight glance his way when they did.
When Jim replied, however favorably, which made her feel unusually smart, Juno's smile fell until there was nothing but a knit brow of confusion. She had no words. Marco seemed to, but not her. When he removed his hand from hers, Juno removed her own from his arm to switch her drink from one hand to the other.
"Hmmm. Hm." she uttered pensively, looking somewhere in the direction of Jim's upper chest. What the actual fuck. "Mmm-hmmm." she shook her head in conclusion and pulled a long drink on her straw. "It's a resounding nope, Father Wiki, but we need to find something we can replace money with because I'mma be rich."