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Tobias was off hunting, which meant Rachel had some time to do some training. Her gun is at the bottom of her bag back at their campsite - which is where it's been since even before Tobias arrived. She hasn't lifted it in ages, much less practiced shooting, but there have been other things to do.

Forget the job at the farm. She didn't understand it anyway.

Morphing was all well and good but the difficult part only lasted thirty seconds, a few minutes at most. After that, her mind is free to wander. Rachel wants to be distracted, occupied but hiding behind the mind of her morph is... not an option. Not right.

It was stupid. A couple of ghosts and she already knew she couldn't fight them. What was she going to do? Research? Watch and learn? They didn't need her for that.

Gymnastics was good to keep her mind occupied. If she worked hard enough, she'd be too focused on her body to think much. And things are fine anyway, she'll stress herself out over nothing.

She didn't want to go anyway.

She'll work up to gymnastics. Right now, she's running on the road out of Metropolis, working up her heart rate, stretching before trying anything new.

It was a stupid job.

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Jo wrinkled her nose with a disgruntled look at the reminder.

"Yeah. It shouldn't be too long. I'm not for lingering if they can't figure out their heads from their asses."

Rachel smirked and shrugged. "You know where I am if you need help educating them."

"If it could only start with that. So much simpler."

Jo's frown stay at the edges of her mouth.

"Want me to take a message to anyone or bring back anything?"

Another shrug, a bland look given for anyone that lives at the farm. "Say hi to Lucy, if you see her. And thanks."

She might be annoyed as fuck at Tobias but that doesn't mean she isn't grateful to have him back.

"Don't bother searching her out, though, just if you see her."

"Kay."

Jo doesn't look troubled or curious.

She has her own plans for that time and convenient cover isn't bad.

"You staying out here now?"

Rachel nods, tilting her head and back and to the east. "There's a meadow a few miles that way."

Jo looked that way, taking into mind some details about where she was.

"I'll drop by once we're back."

Nodding again, Rachel's at a loss for words right away. There's really no way to make it easier than that to find her and moving to a place closer to landmarks like the city or the main road was out of the question when she lived with a raptor that needed to know where his prey was.

Thinking of Tobias again, she sighed and shook her head. "Fucking boys."

She's sure Jo understands that, too.

Jo laughed, reaching up to brush hair back from her cheek.

"It that bad here, too?"

Rachel smirked, shrugging humorlessly. She stepped off the road and toward the trees, leaning against one with arms crossed. She's still in her morphing suit and it's getting cold, bare feet on cool gravel wasn't helping - not that bare feet on cool grass is much help either.

"He's been here a week and this won't even be the first fight we've had."

She's surprised that she said anything at all, but it's only partly to do with her company being Jo. The larger issue is pure frustration and only so much activity could help her get it out.

Jo cringed, even though amused understanding shown through it.

"Eeick. How fun. Is it helping any?"

Another smirk, another shrug. It wasn't supposed to be fun, and it didn't have to be. Not if it was just good to be around him.

She blinks at the question, though. "Is what helping?"

Jo shifts her weight, with an amused curl to her lips.

"Resettling." To the world for him, to a three years later him for her.

Not that Jo had stopped to ask an version of Dean or Sam how they were doing with her.

Rachel makes a face and gives Jo a look.

"Because settling is exactly what I wanted to be doing."

Tobias was... she's not sure what Tobias is thinking anymore.

That Jo doesn't make the 'we're all settling for something here' comment that beats the doorway of her lips says something of her opinion of Rachel more than the world.

"He know that?"

She knew that Rachel would beat her for it?

"He knows," she answered, a little more sharply than she meant to. He should, the years they spent together.

Jo could be pot kettle, about the Field and Lawrence.

But it's early. ~~And she likes her ass where it is.~~

"What happened with him and Dean?"

They can save the furious exchange of insults for a day when they're more bored.

Rachel shakes her head, leaning back against a tree and frowning irritably. "Jeez, I don't even know. Tobias just glared at him for most of it, then Dean got all pissy that I wouldn't go to the farm without him, then they're sniping at each other out of nowhere. It wasn't like either of them."

So far as she knew, regarding Dean.

"Well, I don't Tobias, but Dean's an asshole and an idiot without provocation," Jo said, with an oddly annoyed and indulgent expression.

She, also, doesn't believe that he doesn't trust Rachel.

"Maybe he's got a fear of birds he hasn't revealed."

Jo's smirking at the sheer impossibility.

Well, birds do fly. It's a shame neither of the girls know how important that is to Dean.

Rachel smirked, amused. "Maybe. If he really wants to be afraid of Tobias, he just has to ask him to morph. Watching a hawk morph can be way weirder than watching me do it."

Jo's brow wrinkled.

"He morphs from hawk? I didn't know you could shift in the middle of them."

She's thinking that might look odd, too, trying imagine the explode-y feet and feathers.

Rachel's smile fades into a hard set of her jaw and she nods. "Remember when I told you there's a time limit to morphing? More than two hours and you're stuck? People who do that, they're called Nothlits."

She tilts her head back toward the trees, voice carefully even. "Tobias is a Nothlit that regained the ability to morph. He can still be his human self, but it's just a morph. Two hours without returning to hawk and he's stuck again."

Which leads directly back to: why hadn't he rebonded to being human again?

"That's gotta complicate things."

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.

Thankfully, Jo's graceless and crass and not dumb.

Jo snorted, settling for crossing her arms as she smirked, glad that whatever this was Rachel was able to laugh about it. "Really? Then what was?"