Jonah only frowned a lot when in Tico's company because he didn't actually understand the reasons behind his actions. Like tuning forks. Maybe, perhaps, it was out of sheer boredom and the need to be musical but as usual Jonah's little attempt at reasoning failed him. He managed to step into the room, however, trying to avert his eyes and get on with his business. Didn't want to make the man uncomfortable, seeing as they were now effectively, living together.
"No. Well... maybe in a few hours." Jonah shrugged and began making himself some breakfast. Well brunch. Well... whatever he was just hungry. "I think the Captain needs to sort some things out before we set off. Supplies. Sniff some clean air. I say clean, but it's smoggy atmosphere air... still better than the air on here. Are you musically inclined? I ask because of the little metal orchestra you're building there, and I wondered if you missed music you should buy some instrument or something from land before we leave..."