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Library [09/05]

After last week's busy shift in the library, and a particularly active week besides, Jono was very much not in a state of mind to go above and beyond the call for the job, today. He was here, and he was attempting to shelve things when he saw things that needed to be shelved, and now and again he'd pick up a rag and try to dust.

But, well, he never got too far in any one task, because there were some very industrious helping hands hanging around, grabbing books and rags and anything else that he could get into before he could get into very much at all. And then patting him on the shoulder or the head or the ankle, wherever a disembodied hand happened to be able to reach from their particular vantage point, and pointing back toward the desk.

He would have decided that they were being condescending, if not for the fact that he was fairly inclined to just sit and do a whole lot of nothing in particular today anyhow.

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//This is Earth,// Jonothon agreed. //Right now, we're sitting...//

He looked the globe over, and then pointed to a dot off of America's East Coast.

//Here. I'm from,// he pointed at London, //here. It took about seven hours to fly, but it probably would have taken about a month, if the same trip was made on a sailing ship of some sort.//

He was trying to give Faramir some idea as to the actual distance, now, in terms that might hopefully make sense to him.

"A month," Faramir marvelled, tracing the ocean with a finger. He wondered how long the Elves would travel to reach their lands in the East.

"And an airplane can cover such a distance in merely seven hours. That is incredible. Your world is vast, have you travelled to many places?"

//Me? Here and there...// He pointed to a couple of places around America, and to Ireland, and then he shrugged. //It's not as overwhelming as it must all look, really. I was mostly content to stay in London, before coming here. It's only been a couple of years since I really started moving about.//

"But it must be interesting to see new places," Faramir said eagerly. "I've never really been outside of Gondor's borders before, but it makes me wonder what else there is to see."

//There's no end to what's out there,// Jono replied, bemused. //That much, at least, might be a touch overwhelming. But fascinating all th'same, I'll grant you.//

Faramir nodded, turning the world around and he studied the shapes, even tried reading some of the names.

"I think part of me was hoping to find Gondor on this map," he admitted. "Even if I knew that wasn't very likely."

Jonothon's expression took a turn for the sympathetic.

//Some small link to home? I'm sorry it's not there, mate.//

"It was unlikely," Faramir said, mostly reassuring Jonothon that he would be fine.

"How long have you been on this island?"

//Over a year, now,// Jono replied, shrugging. //I'm one of those students about the island who isn't in any particular hurry to go back home. Here is just more... comfortable.//

"Are there much problems back home?" Faramir asked, curiosity winning out. "I do not wish to pry, so if my question is rude to you, you have no obligation to answer."

//I suppose that depends on who you ask,// Jono noted. //For me, there were a few, I suppose.//

A couple. Here and there. You know how it is.

Which was a rather literal answer to the question, but it said enough and he nodded. "I am sorry," he said softly. "Is it likely to change in the future?"

Jonothon shook his head. He didn't need sympathy. He'd gotten more than his fair share of it over the past little while.

//Perhaps,// he allowed. //Th'same way any problem changes, of course. With effort.//

Faramir nodded slowly and he glanced through the windows, nothing the clear blue sky. "That I am familiar with," he told him. "There is a war coming to my world. Sooner or later, but it'll come."

... And now Jonothon kind of wanted to fold Faramir up in bubble wrap and feed him cookies. Go figure.

//I can't imagine that's something yer particularly looking forward to.//

"No," Faramir agreed, "but such is our lot and I shall do my part. Gondor is home and much like it always has, we shall face the enemy when time comes."

There was no doubt in his words, merely acceptance. As grim as their future looked, he would not shirk away from it. He'd stand beside his brother and face whatever may come.

There was something to that acceptance that gave Jono a completely new outlook on the situation that Faramir was coming from. He had half a mind to offer to join him in whatever war that happened to be; a knee-jerk reaction inspired by any length of time spent serving with a branch of the X-Men, he supposed.

But he wasn't made to play hero, either.

//Well, then I wish you luck,// he offered, instead.

Faramir grinned at Jonothon and inclined his head in thanks. "I greatly appreciate it. I have a feeling we might be able to use it."

See? That grin. That one right there. That pretty much required cookies and bubble wrap.

//When th'time comes, if we're both still about, I might be able to offer more than well-wishes,// Jono added, as an afterthought. //I'm hardly a warrior, mind.//

"Your offer is generous nonetheless," Faramir assured him. "And I shall not forget it. Gondor could use all the aide it can."

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