The familiar clatter of ceramic echoes from your balcony, and you don't even need to open the sliding door to know what's there. But you do, and for once there isn't a mess of soil and broken pots to clean up.

Jinu's blue tiger sits there, bright yellow eyes staring unblinking at the upturned pot and it's oversized paw gently drags at it, trying to stand it up right again. It's wholesome, really. How similar the demonic animal is to a household cat, knocking things over.

Of course, the crow with the little hat and too many eyes sits on the balcony railing, watching with an amused smirk. And to your surprise, Jinu is there. He doesn't usually show, normally it's the tiger's job to give you an invite to come and find him.

"Does... he do this every time?" Jinu asks, a smile quirking his lips.