Jonathan is blissfully unaware of things, largely because he and Erina are still sharing a laptop device.

This may perhaps be for the best though. He comes home from work, finally restored to his more human appearance, able to wear a jacket if he so desires- not that he is, despite the incoming chill. A simple shirt has done him fine.

Sensitive ears pick up the kettle before he even opens the door however, and, well. Now it's still whistling!

"Erina?" he calls up worriedly, scratching his hooves against the strange little device Tsukikage gave him for the purpose. "...Are you alright?"