[ Not that he isn't already taller than her and well built, but Jo still says it, the oddest air of teasing and warning wound together in it, like to a child. He isn't, and she isn't, and she was born for this. But, unlike most hunters, who came into this alone and scrabbled out finding community, Jo was born into that community, and she loved the ability to have people in it with her. She knew what more people did, if they all could do the job, pull their own weight.
She runs into the fray, slicing the knee out from behind the first zombie of a group that have some terrified shopkeepers and their kids pinned into their space. ]
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