Nathan jolted.
"Wha—"
But before he could finish, the little girl in his arms echoed—
"Wha? Me Whawha?"
Her head tilted up at him, bunny ears twitching.
Wide eyes stared with pure confusion.
Nathan fumbled.
"N-No, no, I didn't mean—"
"So me… Nono?"
She squinted seriously, like she was engraving her name into the holy registry of an ancient bunny tribe.
Nathan started sweating. "What... no, that's not your name either!"
She pouted and glared at him from within his arms.
Her tiny hands planted on her hips—a ridiculous pose given she was still being held.
Nathan's back stiffened.
Cute. But dangerous if he got this wrong.
Messy hair. Twitchy ears. Eager eyes. Chubby cheeks.
"Uh… R-Rabb…" he blurted without thinking.
Ahem.
A loud, deliberate cough from behind.
Nathan glanced.
Livia stood there, arms crossed, expression sharp enough to cut steel. That look said: Name her something dumb, and I'll drown you in the Spinal-Crusher Falls.
He gulped. Looked back at the girl.
