Dash stares long and hard at Kai while he speaks, though it's clear he's had a hard time getting there, because it means he has to stop staring long and hard (and kind of longingly, let's be frank) at Neve. If he had an extra set of eyes, he could stare at both of his favorite people at once! Sadly, that is not a skill he possesses.

Either way, when Kai finishes talking, Dash can't help it. He laughs.

Let it be said, Dash has the kindest sounding laugh. It very rarely ever sounds like he's laughing at someone or something. It's more like the audible expression of a feeling he's almost always feeling, which is somewhere between 'nice' and the sensation you think you might get if you put a bunch of baby animals in a room and then set yourself in the middle. That's his laugh. Baby animals cuddling you.

"You're awfully cunning, you know, Kai!" he says, scooting forward on the floor and laying his hands palms-up by either of them. "One of us could always give you that dare instead," he adds, trailing off as he gives Neve a look.

It's really meant to be cheeky, but it turns awfully soft. Lightly, his forefinger touches Neve's knee. "I do like you, Neve. A lot." It sort of feels important to reiterate it, or rather, to say it directly. "And you too, Kai. I like you both." Now he outstretches his hands more blatantly, wiggling his fingers.

Please hold his hands! He might wither away if he can't show them both some affection pronto. It's very much a code red situation here.