Jade's voice snaps him out of it immediately. He throws his head around and stares, wide-eyed. "Yes." Right, he's back now. There's Jade and -- wasn't he supposed to undress upon returning? He strips right where he stands and carefully folds the clothes up before putting them down on the cabinet.

"The change." He drops the money into Jade's hand, frowning at his own mechanical movements. At least his back feels better now that there's no fabric to rub over the irritated skin. Irvin's fur's soft when the dog pushes his face against his legs, barking up at him. Smiling down at him, Shinjirou picks up the bags to carry them off to the kitchen. There's stuff that needs to be put into the fridge.