[The door is opened by- ah, yes, Alfred of course.

Though from behind the Indeedee, there is a protesting shout.] Alfred-! I am not so bedridden that I can't handle a door..!!

[Jonathan in his human state comes rushing to greet his friend of course, and tagging along is a somewhat anxious great dane. Birds of a feather, those giants. The door is held open to the rest of the cozy 'ghibli' cottage, and the man sighs.]

I expect we'll need to wait a short bit for the tea, but... ...well, far be it from me to not thank you for coming, if those around me feel it necessary.

[He'll admit that much- if Alfred insists, it's...probably for the best.]