[Hanna doesn't mind so much, rolling onto his side to half flop on John himself, not so much caring about pressing his chest into him with the layers of fur.]

I met him, I don't think he liked me very much, which...fair, but I promised I'd get him some music. I was going to pick out a bunch of stuff, drop it off, see what he liked.

You got any suggestions? He didn't really give me much to go off.