Jono was in a fairly decent mood today, surprisingly. He really didn't have anything hugely important to do. The world, so far as he was aware, wasn't ending back in New York, and his teammates had mailed him a package filled with the components that he'd need to put together a new sonic collar, since his last one...

Well, when he came back to the island in slings and braces, he still looked far better off than it had.

So he was idly tinkering at the spare parts between commercials, though it wasn't quite assembled enough to actually resemble anything in particular. He didn't deal with idle hands well these days. Not since all of his limbs were finally in proper working order again.