Juno didn't know whether he should be glad or disheartened at his return to the relative normalcy of Beacon. His mission in Mistral had been stressful enough as it was, even disregarding that Caja's life had been on the line, and while their success lifted a huge weight off of his chest, he was still very concerned. His talk with Malina ensured Caja's safety for the foreseeable future, but he still had quite a bit of work to catch up on, and even more explaining to do. After all, one doesn't simply take a week off of school and come back without a story to tell. Hopefully, "I was gone because terrorists kidnapped my girlfriend and I am a bad enough dude to save her" was an acceptable enough response for when classes resumed on Monday.
For now, however, he was best off heading back to his dorm and resting up. The talk with Malina had left quite an impression, along with numerous concerns regarding not only his conduct, but his reliance on Phi. He couldn't afford to lose her, but... It is possible he needed to find ways to fight without her. Losing her was a very real possibility, and if he was unprepared...
The young man's stride and train of thought had screeched to a halt as another student dashed in front of him, stopping to wipe his brow and face him. The boy wasn't anyone he could remember meeting, and while it was possible the stranger recognized him from his appearance in the Vytal Festival, Juno certainly looked different now than he had back then, the addition of a jacket and his recent decision to wash the dye out of his hair notwithstanding.
Juno was taken aback however, once the stranger fell to his knees and began muttering to himself. All he could really do was silently watch as the young man muttered to himself, occasionally glancing around as though someone else would have an idea on what to do. Eventually, however, he straightened up and placed his thumbs in his pockets, looking down at the young man as he spoke. "Hey, buddy. You doing alright?" He inquired, his tone firm, but not hostile.