[ Peter catches Rocket's movement from the corner of his eye, but he's done this often enough that he keeps himself focused on the woman, only tracking Rocket through his peripheral vision. At Rocket's silent command, Peter gives only a bare twitch of his hand – an impatient little thing that says, I've done this before, dude. I'm a goddamn professional.

On the surface, though, Peter puts on his impressed, interested face, shifting his weight as if to settle in. ]

May I ask if you know what sort of breed it was? I can't imagine any of the domestic or wild rabbits I know of getting to that size.