That hope, right there, that was why Jono had finally accepted the invitation. It was ultimately foolish to not seek the man out. Charles Xavier had built a school with which to help others. Jono had moved his life in order to get that help. He'd consistently put off seeking it out for no real good reason.
Guitar. I write some lyrics, too, but was never really a singer. Not like how I play, anyway. Guitar is my passion. I suppose it's a good thing I lost my voice and not my hands. I'm not sure what I would do with myself if I couldn't have that outlet. What about you?