John had a feeling that if there was one place Philip was sure to be, it was the library. He had waited a fair several hours past the morning announcements to allow his friend time to reacclimate himself after his... incident, but by the late morning hours his patience had begun to wear thin, his emotions seesawing somewhere between excitement and worry.

Even if Philip likely didn't consider him a very close friend yet, the opposite was true for John. He really had grown quite fond of the younger man; while his temporary death hadn't struck him nearly as hard as it had Shotaro, to say it hadn't hit hard would have been a lie.

John ended up investigating several aisles of books before spotting Philip, and immediately his worry gave way to relief. He waved and smiled as wide as he could manage before sprinting toward him and wrapping him in a gigantic hug. Likely something the boy wouldn't appreciate, but John was so happy to see him alive again that he didn't care if he got scolded for it.