As soon as that warm ball of feathery fluff and the added weight in her hands were felt fingers had curled, to keep the slightly wiggly duckling from falling. Eyes eopened soon after as the corner of her mouth twitched, gaze shifting from the fluffball to rabbit.

More than one? Of course the one in her hand was lifted and set in one hand, stroking along it's head in a soundless sort of coo. It was cute, and despite how terrifying Bunny could be she liked cute things.

Like ducklings.