Hello. Jono automatically replied, lifting his hand in a mirroring movement. He was looking for the music room, having gotten a notice that he should be helping out in there. He was listed as a teacher's aid, and felt like maybe that had been a part of information he'd gotten when he'd arrived, but it had gotten lost in his brain amid all the adjustments.
Though it sounded mildly distracted, his response was an honestly friendly one, and just as accented as his tone would have been if it had been his actual voice.
Jono paused, and turned, giving a second thought to the person he'd just passed. It couldn't hurt to ask a question, if the answer wasn't known by the individual, he didn't think he'd be humiliating himself by not knowing where he was going.
By chance, do you know where the Music Appreciation class is held? Not using the phone to communicate was becoming more and more easy for him.