//... It'd be silly to say I'm nervous about change, I suppose. Things are always changing, and it isn't as though this really actually changes much of anything.//

Jono tapped his fingers on his knee, and then reached up and pinged at the pinwheel Dinah had given him with one finger.

//The spectacle, maybe. I know all eyes on us are going to be supportive, but I'm still not a huge fan of being in the spotlight...//

No, that wasn't completely it, either. He wrinkled his nose.

//Or maybe I am, and I just want it to be perfect, and I've been going over a dozen disaster scenarios since yesterday. It's a very vague sort of nervous. Strong, but vague.//