As stated before Jonathan loved doing this kind of work. It kept his mind and body busy. He continued to look for survivors and clearing areas once done. He worked almost like a machine and more people joined in as he did. His hands began to bleed from not wearing gloves, from things sticking into him. He had sweat for a few hours now and the day seemed to be getting hotter. He walked over to the watering truck and drank down what seemed like gallons. He let out a sigh of relief as he leaned on the vehicle and only then did he notice the people looking at him. Earlier he had taken off his coat and over shirt. Some would call him strong and well-toned. Although he was nowhere as strong as others he has seen. Not without the help of his blood magic. He used it in ways that made others guess as to his superhuman characteristics. He has never revealed that he could use blood magic to anyone that is still alive.
	He could see that Ascot was using magic to materialize and/or reconstitute matter. 

“Hey that’s cheating. Work up a sweat kid.” He joked as he walked up and slapped a sweaty hand on Ascot’s back. He seemed more cheery after doing this kind of work which was scary to some. He gathered his things and the Glyph came and allowed him to shower. His ship was almost like a house. Once done he put on some jeans and a cotton shirt. His long hair fell down his back getting the shirt wet. He left most of his things on the ship, although he kept his Katana and his guns with him. He had two different guns as well as the tranquilizer on him. He also had gotten new socks and a cross between hiker shoes and tennis shoes, they were a brown mixture in color. He also had a bag slung over his shoulder as he moved about handing out Gatorade like drinks.

“Don’t think this is a charity you all are working really hard and these are just a small token of your hard work.” Jonathan encouraged everyone helping with the rebuilding process. 

“Also don’t overwork yourselves. Working yourselves into stiff hard muscles and cramps the next day isn’t worth it.” He said probably from his own personal experiences. He made his way over to the group that had come with him, most were together. 

“So how are you liking this?” he asked as he looked them all over. What was strange is the fact that he wasn’t acting like an asshole but as someone who really cares. He smiled and his eyes almost gleamed with a sparkle of true happiness.