"Okay." Jake agrees, tone suggesting that he was still quite suspicious but determined to keep his word and let things lie. For now, at least. "But it better not be in a dream, got it?"

Distantly, both dogs hear the sound of the shower shutting off quickly followed by a hair dryer. Jake stretches a hand over to the tea kettle, moving to pour both he and Jermaine another cup.

"And, listen..." Busying himself with growing a third arm to grab a third cup for Finn, Jake seems unable to make direct eye contact with Jermaine as he speaks. Another relic of Joshua, truthfully. "It feels really great, to hear you're good."