Chrys lay on the floor of the library reading an immense book.

It was actually an atlas and he was just flipping through, running his finger over different places in wonderment.

The was so much he didn't understand about this world, and conversations earlier had done little to comfort him.

He thought he better start with the atlas and learn about about other places. He found "London" listed in the index and followed the directions to find it, dragging his fingers from the appointed spots at the top and side of the page.
At least he now knew where Xavier was from.

Of course, not knowing where he was now made it difficult to gain any perspective.
He made it into a game, looking at the pages, closing his eyes and dropping a finger down to point somewhere, and deciding thats where he was.