That little hint of tongue does all kinds of wonderful things to him, and he chuckles into the kiss, wrapping one arm under Glitch's and pulling him up just a bit. Somehow, hugs just make kissing that much sweeter. Or, more likely, it's a clever excuse to get Glitch closer.

Kalm murmurs at all the commotion, rolling away from it, and ends up sailing through the air as he goes over the edge, all limbs and fluffy hair. He goes straight to Raw, mumbling unhappily, and burrows into his arms. Then, clever little tyke he is, he grabs the sleeve of Jeb's shirt and pulls him close too. He heaves a great big sigh of contentment when Jeb's close enough, and promptly goes back to sleep.

Leaving Jeb pressed side to side with a grinning Raw, and pink as cherry candies.