self loathing, probably??

Though Ryo is all sass and business, he knows she'll help. She's always too interested in crafting and learning to ever turn down a good tea session. His own teeth clack at open air in response to her frustration and wiggling around. Even when she snatches the sachet of tea ingredients away from him, he doesn't move, tail still thwapping the ground as he watches her work. "Ya, ya, I'll share," Jiro rumbles, a paw waved in her direction as she swats at his tail to stop it from blowing dust at the small fire near them. Good thing she was already working!

"I tol' Sedna-san that my bones hurrrrrt," he drags out the syllable, taking the sachet back and rolling over onto his back to be even more dramatic by placing his paw over his face. "She tossed me this bag," Jiro finally rolls over and onto his paws so he's sitting beside Ryo. Wiggling open the sachet, he reveals a myriad of herbs. "I think she said this orange powdery stuff is Turmeric, the black bits are clove, the white flowers are Feverfew, and then 'course some green tea. Said I can just dump it in and let it seep for a bit until it smells pungent," he shrugs before closing the sachet back up and dropping it into the boiling water.

"Will ya tell me what mama says about tea and nihon again? Can't ever remember why father takes it so seriously," Jiro asks, leaning over to nudge Ryo with a big paw to annoy her even more. Of course, he does actually remember, but he's lazy and giving Ryo something to ramble on about might keep her distracted enough from his shenanigans.