Kinjo had enjoying hearing the laugh that Jason made when Bobo was picking through his hair. He smiled a bit more. He liked that the monkeys gave Jason a hug too. It had seemed to make Jasonâ€™s day that the monkeys hugged him as well. That made him still smile as he thought back on it. Jason was so different from the serious faced male he met at school earlier that day. It was like the animals brought out a softer side of him. He liked that he could see this other side to the strong guy that was distant to others. Glad that he had been allowed in the manâ€™s bubble. He almost hummed with his delight. The monkeys had honestly loved being part of the hug. He, himself, had enjoyed the hug greatly. He loved hugs and was happy that Jason had initiated one. He had been nervous to do it because American guys didnâ€™t usually like hugging other guys. He would always give Jason as many hugs as he wanted or needed. Whichever may be the case. He personally also loved hugs. He was just shyer about it than most.<br/><br/>He blinked out of his memories and thoughts when he heard Jason speaking. â€œThey are very nice. They didnâ€™t even enroll me in school until after I had gotten used to America. After I had gotten used to life in America. To the culture change of being in America. They homeschooled me while giving me that time. They are sweet people. My foster mother and foster father work at the local zoo. They enjoy their job. They are excellent with animals. They are a hundred percent okay with Soria and not at all nervous around them. My foster mother is extremely sweet and motherly. She always cares about others even though at times it looks to me like she cares about others more than herself. In a good way. My foster father is a kind and easy going goofball who enjoys being comical and at times is a smart ass. They care greatly of others and are very open minded.â€<br/><br/>He looked away as Jason began changing. Giving him privacy as well as to hide the faint blush that was across his cheeks. He was completely unused to people changing around him. He listened as Jason spoke. â€œThe monkeys loved you the most. Leo felt really bad. The zebra will follow you as much as he can if you pet him and bring him apples or other fruit.â€ He said with a laugh. â€œThe monkeys are sweet oddballs.â€ He stretched a bit. Laughing at Jasonâ€™s question. â€œMaybe. If she is feeling playful she might. She is very sweet and at times playful. She would never do it in spite or to be mean though. I am glad you like all the animals here. The monkeys wanted to make you feel better. Animals can sense when something is off with people.â€<br/><br/>He heard his foster parents come in. He grabbed Jasonâ€™s hand. Pulling him along. â€œI call them their name sometimes. And sometimes mom and dad.â€ He informed him. He led Jason to the living room where his foster parents were sitting. â€œMom? Dad? Iâ€™d like you to meet my friend from school. His name is Jason.â€ He said softly.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The woman looked at Jason with a warm and tender smile. â€œHello Jason. Welcome to our home. Iâ€™m assuming that Kinjo showed you around? What did you think of our animals outside? Really nice right? They arenâ€™t able to go back to the zoos because they are full or arenâ€™t well enough yet.â€ She stood up and walked over to Jason. Giving him a light hug then walked off. â€œIâ€™m going to get you boys some chocolate chip cookies. Wonâ€™t be long.â€ She kissed Kinjo on the top of the head then vanished into the kitchen.</span><span style="font-weight: bold">His foster father turned his gaze from the television and had the biggest most impish smile on his face. â€œWelcome to our home son. You plan to come over often? You should. We donâ€™t bite. Weâ€™ll enjoy having company. When we arenâ€™t working. Itâ€™ll be good for Kinjo to have interaction with people his own age. Welcome to the family son.â€ He said. Then went back to the television. Singing the seven dwarves song as he watched the vet channel even though he already knew it all.</span><br/><br/>Kinjo looked at Jason. â€œSee...I told you they are nice.â€ He whispered to him. Smiling as the woman came back with the cookies. Handing them the tray. Telling them they could take it upstairs but be sure to clean up any mess they made. Kinjo carried the tray. Taking Jason back upstairs and into his room. Sitting the tray on the bed. Once Jason was in the room he shut the door. â€œThey are even more open when they get to know you. They seem to like you already.â€ He said musingly. Taking a cookie and began to slowly nom on it.