October was just about upon them. It was a bittersweet time for Kevin - sure, it was nice to have City back in action, but the quickly decaying warmth in the air discouraged him. As such, he had tugged on a slate grey jumper before he headed out the door, nearly doubling back for an additional layer of protection, but deciding he could "rough it" without.
Besides, if Kevin knew himself at all, he was going to end up flushed of embarrassment a couple of times before the evening was out, and that usually provided a measure of heat.
Running a couple of minutes late, as after-hours journalists are apt to do (punctuality is a business thing), Kevin broke into a very light jog as he rounded the corner approaching the park. Very light because the air's briskness and Kevin's history of breathing problems were likely to collude and cause an asthma attack were he not extraordinarily careful. Since his reintegration to the Muggle world, Kevin had taken to carrying his inhaler around, so there was that, at least.
"Hey," Kevin said simply, waving his arm to get Oriel's attention as he sidled up to him. He smiled, a genuine grin of affection and anticipation.