That's a good question, Jo. Don't ask it unless you'd like some bruises.

Rachel can't help it, though, not with that comment: she bursts out laughing.

"Things are always complicated, Jo," she laughs, shaking her head at her-- friend, yeah, they're friends. "Even when you think they're not. That wasn't the weirdest thing."

No, dating a hawk wasn't the weirdest thing. Even if it made her sigh as soon as she thought the words.