Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later, especially with the way things had been headed. First it was Sean and his drinking, and then it was Monet, running into the room (and interrupting a good episode of Iron Chef) to inform the team that Emma had been acting strangely.
Tell them something they didn't already know, M.
But things just seemed to spiral from there. It was when Monet mentioned that she was pretty sure the cop that Emma had mind-zapped in her office was really hurt, when she added that he'd been investigating just what had happened to Adrienne's money, that Jono had started
thinking. And later that evening, he found himself sitting on his bed cross-legged, staring again at the sheets of paper with Xavier letterhead, and trying to come to come to terms with what they said.
( Leave it to Jubes to interrupt. ) Whatever it was, as the taxi pulled up to the airport, he pulled out his phone and sent a text message to a handful of his friends back on Fandom Island. Thank goodness, his phone from the island still managed to connect between now and wherever and whenever the Island had headed to.
Moving to London. Everything's fine. Just need some time to think before pulling on more tights. There. That ought to do it. Now to see what sorts of flights they had available on standby, and to go back home.
[NFB for distance, and most of this was cribbed shamelessly from Generation X #75. Open for return texts while Jono waits in an airport, so that I can shamelessly toss him at some of his X-Men canon later! Whee!]