It definitely does get worse. Johnny lowers his head and pushes his hand over the lower part of his face, momentarily wanting to disappear. This is so, so much more difficult to take in stride now that he knows Gabe is a freaking god.

"O-okay," he says, glancing nervously at Venia. It's kind of nice, having Venia to be straight-forward when Gabe won't. "Um."

He doesn't know what to say. He reaches out slowly, like he's about to touch fire. He's not sure what he expects; much like how Nova feels texturally just like a regular rabbit, Venia's feathers feel like... feathers. Pleasant, soft, tickly. He wants, instinctively, to give them a good stroke, but he pulls his hand back quickly instead, looking at Gabriel for a reaction.