[ He has to admit... Kenzi's hug does help, and Jefferson soon finds himself reciprocating. Though he is, at least, taking the opportunity to steer the two of them (and the bunny) back to the table, even as he hugs Kenzi. ]

At that rate, you'll never rest. But... Thanks. [ He offers a sad little smile. ] I meant it, though. You can keep the rabbit. [ He takes hold of the stuffed animal, lifting it to Kenzi's eye level. ] I think he likes you better, anyway.

[ His smile, at least, is more genuine now. ]