While Jon wouldn't go as far as to call the ride on the train meditative, it still has something oddly familiar to it. Not quite the same as taking the tube to work with the collected anxiety about where exactly they are headed filling most of the car, but the tense silent sure is comparable. Jon certainly wouldn't mind having a coffee in his hands just about now.

Tony may have urged him to hurry to the station and he may have been at Jon's side for the start of the ride, but the man has since wandered off, leaving Jon by himself to await the return of the light, indecisive as of which direction to take his own explorations. Catching sight of Ophiuchus' light is a welcome distraction and he offers a small smile up at the Ghost and the guardian that follows shortly behind. "Hello, Ikora."