It's been less than two days, and those two are inseparable. When the JRT chased Zia under my dresser, and she stayed there for four hours until I coaxed it out, I thought Janey had traumatized her. I got her out, snuggled her, and after some petting and scritching she began mewing. She didn't want food, water, the litterbox, just kept on mewing...until I let her and Janey go at it again. Right now they're both under my desk, half-asleep.
Life is interesting.
That kitten is so young, it's got me wondering what happened with her. That's almost too young to be separated from her mother. Usually they aren't adopted out until 8 weeks or so. I hope she adjusts well. There's nothing like a kitten for lots of fun and laughs!