Less than half an incense time later, Lan Wangji returns with an armful of exceptionally small rabbits. Xiaoxue, the more timid of the two, is tucked into the crook of his elbow such that his face is hidden in Lan Wangji's robe; Danding is nestled alongside his brother¹, nose twitching with interest and bright black eyes already on Magnus as they reenter the room. He does stop after a step or two, his own eyes on Drosera.

¹Are two rabbits of the same breed but different coloring, conjured simultaneously out of the same hat by a careless angel, siblings? Who can say?