A small, but all together smug little look crossed Kevin's face as Ant moved away from him. He'd seen it a good handful of times, and knew exactly what it meant. Despite the smug, there was that small feeling of pride that welled up in him over the fact that he could still make Ant blush after all this time (even though this time Ant had done it mostly to himself).
Still, Kevin looked down as Ant finished undressing himself. It wasn't as though he didn't want to look - oh, he did - but he respected Ant far too much to oogle him. At least, to oogle him at a time like this. Not to mention he didn't want Sorin to somehow intrinsically know he was checking out Ant and kick his ass for it. He kept a strong interest in his feet until he heard the click of the shower stall, and even a few minutes afterward.
"So, what do you want to hear about?" Kevin asked, his tone rather cheeky as he adjusted his position against the sink. It may have sounded like a joke, but it was really more him asking for direction. If he didn't, he'd likely try and press more details out of Ant. It wasn't that he particularly delighted in torturing his friend. Not at all, but he wanted this done and explained as soon as Ravenclawly possible.