[Holding the rabbit helps. Helps keep her calm, helps keep her from freaking out. It's warm and fuzzy and comforting, and does wonders for her nerves. Nill shrugs a bit. She was used to being alone; when Heine wasn't around back home, she usually kept to herself. Bishop did his best, but there could only be so much communication between a blind and a mute.
Nill runs her hands gently over the rabbit's head, smoothing its ears. She shakes her head a bit, trying to dispel the idea of being nervous. Partly for him, but mostly for herself.]
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Nill runs her hands gently over the rabbit's head, smoothing its ears. She shakes her head a bit, trying to dispel the idea of being nervous. Partly for him, but mostly for herself.]