He'd have been entirely derailed if Jedao had: instead, he's heading back to the room after dinner, folding the green scarf he's made for Jeep to perch on without clawing him and sliding it onto the corner of the couch.

"Jedao?" he calls, tone light and cheerful, but with the faintest hint of nervousness lingering about it.

(He's aware it's very stupid to be nervous, but telling emotions they're very stupid has not made them go away in the past and he doesn't anticipate it functioning well in the future.)