"Mmm, whenever you're up for it, let me know." Zev grinned and settled back, purring in contentment at being touched. He was only a little bit bothered by how much he enjoyed being around 11-12, but it was still at a level he could swallow down. Crows didn't care about people. They didn't form attachments. They took pleasure where it came. If he did care for someone else, it would leave him open and vulnerable. Like it had last time.