Trish tilted her head and asked “what do you mean? What kind of life has he had that would make him a survivor?” She took another bite of ice ream, listening closely to Chas as they walked. 

John smirked and said “I heard Chas asked Josh if it was alright, we weren’t being distracted by each other at that moment…only reason I heard anything” he grabbed his shirt and slipped it over her shoulders. “I need a different shirt. Wear that one for now” he got up and went to the far side of the library, pulling a clean shirt from a box under the desk.