He didn't walk off, but it had more to do with not feeling like swimming in leaves to get to the next open building. Just barely. Things were so much easier when he could jump in his ship and fly off whenever he needed to. He'd done that to Jet so many times that he practically stopped caring.

"I'm not out to kill anyone, Jo." Which would work as a better joke if he hadn't been the last time. He thought she'd want to know anyway. "You don't have to worry about me."