[ Dave takes the looks and the pouting in, well, stride, because he had absolutely no plans of mentioning it to John if he could've helped it. Oh, yeah, by the way! Your sister kind of killed me! isn't exactly the best conversation to have ever, nevermind as fuzzy ass rabbits.

He shifts forward, butting his head under Jade's chin. He's never been one for positive physical contact, but she kind of deserves it right now. ]

You didn't do it, Jade. Jack did. And, hey, I doubt it's gonna help, but it all turned out for the best in the end.