Jean has returned to their people. The first and most obvious sign of this is the noises coming out of the chicken coop, but there are, you see, others; Cobalt Scar is draped over the top of the coop, for instance, getting quite wet from the snow, to say nothing of the tiny little nugget tracks leading directly into the coop, but not outside it.
Within, Jean's down to shirtsleeves and their pants (the boots that go with their suit are also outside), repeatedly gently reaching out for Bobbin, who then kicks their ass about it. There's a bottle of wine next to them, along with their open canteen usually associated with, say, their time actively sailing.
Jean's expression remains beatific as Bobbin once again asserts Don't Fucking Touch Me Dude.
May I Offer You Some Eggs in This Trying Time?
Within, Jean's down to shirtsleeves and their pants (the boots that go with their suit are also outside), repeatedly gently reaching out for Bobbin, who then kicks their ass about it. There's a bottle of wine next to them, along with their open canteen usually associated with, say, their time actively sailing.
Jean's expression remains beatific as Bobbin once again asserts Don't Fucking Touch Me Dude.