It was, indisputably, an embarrassment. Kendall would live to regret the semi-outburst. For awhile, at least. And in that moment, he hated Athena, stoked by the flames of surrender to what he recognised as an emotional failing that was displayed openly, even in the presence of Eli. The boy began to exercise slow and steady breaths, attempting to regain his composure and hopefully the bit of dignity that he believed still remained for him to take. Still, he maintained a hateful stare directed at the same girl that he could possibly confess to love. It was possibly made worse by the smile that was plastered on Athena's face, briefly. For a girl who hardly smiled, this one came at a rather inappropriate time, in his opinion at least. As Fauve began to shuffle her feet, and then move along to her father, Kendall paid close to no attention to the other two. At this point, he could do without the presence of a troublesome child (they all are to him anyway), and the presence of a man who had kept Athena in his house for Merlin knows how long already (and without his knowledge too!).
At Athena's touch, his breaths began to ease. Still, Kendall continued to scowl, even as he fought to put on his usual cool/cheeky mask, in vain. And then, with eyes wide open and with great force, he began to protest. "I'm NOT jealous!" It was not dignified by the girl. Despite the sustenance of the look on his face, Kendall headed towards calm again as Athena continued to speak, allowing himself to be subjected to the excitable emotions that she was embarrassingly leading him on. The boy looked away, unwilling to concede even when Athena offered reasons that he found suitably justifiable. It was not for long though; not even for more than a millisecond. At the presence of her hands on him, Kendall turned to find himself meeting the girl for an anticipated kiss that simply turned out to be a tease. Once again, his eyes went wide, narrow, and then complemented the scowl that his face resumed to. This time, he didn't have long to sulk about. He felt the bit of power from his hand that almost felt like he could call for his wand with his bare hands. But no, of course not. Wandless Magic was far, far from his current abilities.
When Athena took off, it left Kendall in a state that was more surprise than shock. She was in a far more jovial mood than he would have expected her to be in, even typically. With not even time to raise an eyebrow, Kendall had a moment's hesitation as he contemplated using his wand to force it out of Athena's grasp. But of course, it wouldn't really work. Besides, the invitation she had called out with was far more intriguing. Kendall took off after Athena. While he would not have won her in a game of the speed of minds, the boy could easily win any speed of ... well, basically, he was physically fast. It was the cause of a secured place in the Slytherin Quidditch team, where he did more than decently well. It was one of his pride and joy - his agility. This he put to good use. Kendall neared Athena before grabbing her by the waist, paying no mind to any sort of courtesy, and lifted her up. He managed to lift her above his head for a brief second until her weight disallowed the move to persist. He was agile. He was, regrettably, not strong. Well, not as strong as one would be required to be if he wanted to hold her up and run along.
Instead, Kendall pulled her down as he himself fell on his back towards the ground. Swiftly, he flipped her to make sure that he was on top of her instead. Triumphant, the boy propped himself up, shifted his weight slightly off her, kept her firmly under her, and reached out a hand. "Did Daddy not teach little Thea to keep her hands away from other people's wands? Or was it part of the training for world domination?" Kendall grinned, not realising the sensitivities of his references.