Jhin, having taken on a vastayan assistant, had found himself with all new responsibilities and problems. The vastaya in question was doglike in nature, their fluffy ears and tail are irresistibly cute, no matter how much of a brat they may oftentimes be. There are many aspects of their unique biology which come into play, and Jhin is doing his best to keep a firm and guiding hand with them.

The vastaya shows great promise in carrying Jhin's legacy, so the virtuoso can't be too upset, but recently they've begun chewing on objects regardless of their value.

"Uh-uh." Jhin tuts, lifting a violin bow from their hands, so that they wouldn't gnaw on it.

"Not the instruments, my dear. We really must find you something better to sink your teeth into." He mumbles, wiping any saliva from the bow and placing it aside.

They may need a chew toy, perhaps?... Jhin has never had a conundrum of this sort on his hands. He looks down at them, at their puppy-dog eyes, and he sighs. Perhaps more etiquette lessons are necessary, after all.

"Take my hand, stand up. The floor is filthy." He extends his slender hand to them, offering to aid them in standing. Jhin's mansion is typically in tip-top shape, so the floor probably isn't filthy, but Jhin is a man of refinement and his protege won't be sitting on the floor. He'll teach him better manners than that.