Drew was something, alright. Peter Pan couldn't have done a better job at not-growing-up than Drew seemed to do.
When the boy on the floor used Kevin's legs as a backrest, Kevin cocked his head in amusement and novelty, looking a little like a confused Labrador. But shelving the thought that he'd never had someone sitting against him like this, Kevin felt a warm, closed-lip smile creep across his face. It was kinda cute, after all.
On hearing Drew's question, though, Kevin furrowed his brow mildly.
"Well it's like they're indentured, isn't it? It's slavery, really. Only they like it, which is just...sad," he answered. Kevin remembered Granger's little extracurricular from years ago, and though he thought she had a good point, he was not about to be the second Muggleborn saying this part of your world sucks.