Picking up the jackalope, he moves to the couch before settling there, wrapping the blanket he'd taken ownership of before settling back.

He stifled a yawn but felt more relaxed then he had in a long time, gently stroking one of the jackalope's ears.

Kenzi. That bruise was concerning but he had promised himself not to mettle and it hurt like hell.

That's what makes good friends. He'd finally put that together but tonight at least - how people should behave on dates.