Kevin giggles as Kankri swipes at his hand - it's partially guarded by the hilt of his katar, and what gets through mostly just...tickles, really. Still, he hardly has the time to think about how much fun all of this is when he's suddenly bowled over, tumbling with Venus down the stairs, katar still clutched in his hand. His wrist is sprained, his ribs are aggravated...and for once, he is unable to speak for a moment, gasping for breath. He doesn't get up.

And then those gasps turn short.

And then they turn into laughter. Short, frantic giggles.

His voice comes out in a high croak.

"Oh...! H...i, Venus...! Gee, that was...nngh...fun...."