Kevin
Backdated to yesterday night.

Jono: It had been a long time in coming, but Jono was finally getting to show off Priscilla to Kevin. He'd been peripherally aware of things going on between Kevin and Josh, and part of why Julian was so bloody moody was them too, though Jono could only sense that they were somehow connected but not why. It made him all the more skittish around his roommate. But tonight was all about Kevin, and Miss Priss.

Before going out to meet him, Jono carefully brushed his rabbit, made sure her nails were clipped, and that she had recently gone to the litterbox. Velcroing on her harness, he gave her a pet between her ears and walked her past Julian's side of the room, down the hall to the common area. He brought her up to sniff the sofa cushions and bustle about, handing her one of her favorite toys, a ball made of metal wire filled with hay. She sniffed and nosed the ball about, picking out hay strands and chewing them busily. When Jono heard footsteps and felt the right presence he turned, eyes crinkling in what passed for a smile. *Kevin! Alright!

Kevin: Kevin smiled broadly at Jono's greeting. Things were still weird and he was still nervous as hell about what was going to happen, but the last couple of weeks had actually gone back to something as close to normal as he and Josh had ever experienced. Enough that he was making some effort to reconnect with the few other friends he'd made since transferring, and Jono was close to the top of that list. He felt bad about how little mind he'd paid to the younger boy for months now. "Hey Jono."

He slowed down a bit, looking cautiously for Jono's bunny and moving to keep Jono mostly between them once he spotted her at the end of her leash. Which was kind of adorable.

"Okay, the leash? Is really freaking cute," he told Jono. Though he was still more than a little nervous of her. He had no idea how hyper she might be or how high bunnies might hop or... anything, really. And he so didn't want to off the kid's pet.

Jono: Jono relaxed a little when Kevin smiled back. It seemed like a real, genuine smile, though Jono could sense some nervousness, which was probably due to Priscilla. But! *I can 'old 'er 'arness close, like.* And he demonstrated by holding the leash where it met the harness, so he had complete control over where she went.

*See? So she en't gonna be jumpin' up in yeh face. But she's a good gel, not too jumpy. Tis early. She won't get worked up till la'er.* Nodding toward the cleaned out sandwich meat container, he added, *Like t' feed 'er some veg?* With the hand not holding onto his buddy, he stroked her head. Priscilla was always for headpetting and squeezed her eyes shut in bliss. Looking back up, he said, worry in his mindvoice, *Yeh been... okay, Kevin? I bin worrit 'bout yeh.*