It had taken Jono a bit of doing to negotiate a few days of leave from his duties as a man wearing an X on his coat, but considering the fact that the other members of the team seemed to see him mostly as the immature junior mascot one way or another, they'd let him have it. He was expendable, apparently.

He could live with that.

His hand ran over his wrappings one more time as he made his way through the airport. He didn't spend much time in places like these, considering his first time in an airport in America had ended with a mutant cannibal trying to suck the bone marrow out of his skull, but to pick up Tara when she'd seemed so badly to need a place to crash for a few days, he'd made an exception.

//Now there is a sight for sore eyes.// She was the first familiar face from Fandom that he'd seen since he'd handed Joni off to Raven, months and months ago. It reminded him how really out of his depth he was now, away from that place. //Good to see you, luv.//